#alexaxlevy

Oh, this weather. This damn bloody weather. Divya held her hands over head, ducking under their cover when she started to feel those tell-tale droplets start to drizzle. She should have known from how the clouds looked this morning that this was bound to happen but she was far too stricken with grief to really make the connection. With a frustrated grunt, she zipped up the Kanken bag she was ‘borrowing’ from Jill to protect what flowers she managed to collect from the jungle and started off towards the direction of camp. She tried to be mindful of where she stepped as she jogged along with the backpack over her shoulders but as it started to pelt down more and more, the task grew increasingly difficult. Hand above her brows to shield her eyes from as much rain as possible, she moved along, trying her best to beat the rain before it absolutely drenched her. Though judging from the wetness she felt all around her, it was clearly a losing battle. What made matters worse was she stopped in her tracks, swearing she’d seen an Eve and upon stopping and focusing her gaze, she knew she was right. “Lex? What are you doing out here?! It’s pouring down, we’ve got to go!” She urged, hurrying to the girl and extending her hand for the fellow Brit to take. She just hoped the flowers she collected for Odessa would be protected in Jill’s backpack.

         one of lex’s swim suits wrap around cherry’s frame, one of the only attires she hadn’t grown  tired of wearing since it showed up just a few days prior. the other being one of the long robes the two can often be seen matching in.  it was a testament towards her relationship with lex as well.  not that cherry necessarily got tired of any of the others   just yet,   but something about alexa was just as comforting as the clothes she had allowed her to wear.    perhaps it was a distant feeling of friendship in an atypical situation that helped her feel more at ease.  she could only pray it was mutual.