The day was incessantly rainy. Abbi was sick of staring out her window just to see rain pouring. Abbi stood up from her desk chair and looked out the window, rain pouring as hard as it could. With nothing but a sweatshirt on, she gazed over at the bee "hives" and they were all covered with blankets and sheets. Sigh. Abbi's awful father took all of her blankets and sheets in the house to cover some bees. What the hell, dad. She felt betrayed, and then went to sit back down only to get a pester from Alex, to which she quickly went offline out of fear to talk to him. Which was totally not like her, she was often way too open with this boy. She quickly came back online and then they spoke. [hider=-- Show Pesterlog --] You've read this already! [/hider] Upon the abrupt ending of that chat, she stood grinning. That boy made her heart jump in so many ways, there was absolutely no way that she could be prepared to see him in real life, because they would have to be video chatting to coordinate all this. Their friend group was sizable, sizable enough for codependent Abbi. Alex, Rich, Lyra, and Abbi frequently talked. To play with Alex, she’d need to actually get the disks. So she stood and snuck down the stairs and into the living room, attempting to avoid a strife with her sperm donor. She made her way out onto the porch and sprinted through the grass, rain pelting her as she ran past all the artificial bee hives and to the mailbox. On her way back, she tripped and her sweatshirt flew up. Flustered, she got up as fast as possible and ran into her room. She pestered Alex. [hider=-- Show Pesterlog --] -- buzzingElectra [BE] began pestering ratifiedRebel [RR] at 22:40 -- BE: hi alex i'm having a liiiitle trouble RR: Oh? What's wrong? BE: zzo you know what i zzaid about no clothezz RR: Yeah. BE: zzo BE: i went out to get my dizzkzz RR: Uh huh. BE: but like zzprinted to the mailbox BE: i zzlipped and fell and i think that my neighbor wazz looking out the window and i'm zzo fluzztered right now BE: i have the dizzkzz though zzo we're good RR: Wait. RR: You mean RR: You mean you didn't have ANY clothes on? RR: But a sweatshirt? BE: yezz BE: uhhh alex? RR: Yep RR: Hi RR: I'm here. RR: Sorry. BE: what happened? RR: My RR: dog RR: started barking. BE: uhh okay RR: Oh look he just got h hit b ty a car i gtg -- ratifiedRebel [RR] ceased pestering buzzingElectra [BE] at 22:45 -- BE: WHAT BE: NO WAIT [/hider] Stunned, Abbi continued on and set her disks her laptop’s keyboard, just for a bit of course. She realized that she’d probably have to shower because she was covered in mud, and it had spread to unsavory places, so she went to her bathroom and cleansed herself.