#wybie.

Coraline didn’t normally invite anyone over to her home. In fact, she was very dead set against it because of the dangers that came with it. But Wybie had been over enough and even though she still tended to go over to him instead of have him here, she was willing to make an exception this time since she had been the shittiest friend. Besides, they probably weren’t going to be there long. It was raining and nothing bonded them more than getting their raincoats on and seeing what was digging around the dirt. Coraline just liked the rain, really. It was refreshing and she loved mud even though she knew that was a niche thing to love. Wybie liked the bugs and it was a match made in heaven.

When she heard the knock on the door she finished zipping up her yellow raincoat and opened the door for him. “Sup slug,” she said nonchalantly, making room for him to come in. “I still have to get my boots on and smoke a little for the effect. Feel free to make yourself at home. But don’t open any doors.”