#demotedtoarson

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    ~Drip, drip, drop

Little April shower

Beating a tune as you fall all around

Drip, drip, drop

Little April shower

What can compare with your beautiful sound?~

  The sound of the rain, hitting the rooftops of the household that Wander was currently staying at, filled her ears as she laid comfortably snuggled up into the soft jacket that welcomed her into their embrace as she waited outside. Wander knew that she had to stay awake and wait for 'Sweetie' to come home and introduce the new friend that the child was constantly talking about...I hope the kid is nice...

  ~Drip, drop, drip, drop

"Oh, tu es familier!" Elizabeth spoke in French, but the man spoken about didn't exactly look like he was from here. She searched her brain for where she's seen him, and then it clicks and she snaps her fingers. "Ah! Vous êtes le détective qui a attrapé tous ces criminels! Vous étiez sur un grand nombre de journaux par ici..." She then catches herself, as she realizes he probably doesn't understand a word she's saying.