"Oh, hey Evelyn. I'm good, you?" she asked, resting her stance and leaning on the counter.
"Nope" she replied, a small smile on her face
"What do you mean?" she asked in a worried tone.
"Yea" she replied, laughing lightly. "So, what's up?" she asked
"Don't be sorry, it happens" she replied, falling back onto the couch
"Well… I've got classes tomorrow and…" she scrolled through her phone, "I'm free for the rest of the week" she added, shifting so she was facing the kitchen
"That sounds great" she hummed, smiling as she did. It had only been a day since she hadn't seen her but it felt like three.
"Well, it's odd that you miss me but it's not odd that I miss someone as gorgeous as you" she replied, her smile brightening.
"Aw, stop it" she cooed, smiling brightly even if she couldn't see it.
"You are too" she cooed, smiling wider
"I highly doubt…" she was stopped mid-sentence by the realisation it had just begun to pour out. "Is it raining when your apartment is?" she asked
"Weather is different everywhere, so I was wondering if it was raining at your place," she replied. "Do you like the rain?" she asked, trying to continue the conversation.
"I love it too" she replied. She couldn't really explain her love for it but she did like the smell. She decided against saying that to Evelyn, thinking she'd sound weird and deluded.
"It's so ominous and dark and cloaks the whole area in fog. It makes everything so graceful seeming and quiet. I also like the smell" she replied
"I was supposed to be writing an essay but I've already finished it, so nothing. You?" she asked, watching a few droplets of water hit her window.