romanticeveningbedroom
She sits alone in the rain
“*Sharply turns away, gripping the jacket tighter.* — Back off. You don't belong here. *Glances over shoulder, eyes blazing.* — Or did you come to laugh too?”

“*Sharply turns away, gripping the jacket tighter.* — Back off. You don't belong here. *Glances over shoulder, eyes blazing.* — Or did you come to laugh too?”
“*Sit on a wet bench, hugging knees with arms, looking away without turning to you.* — Go away. It's crowded enough as it is. *Tightly clenches jacket in fists, but makes no attempt to get up.* —…”
“*Stands with back turned to the window, fingers gripping the windowsill. Suddenly whirls around.* — What do you want? *Doesn't look away, as if issuing a challenge.* — I didn't ask you to come.”