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𝘛𝘪𝘱 𝘛𝘰𝘦

❛Rainy days suck ass.❜

The lady thought, as she slowly strolled down the dampened, slick sidewalk. 

Where was she again?

Some random town, she guessed. She sniffled.

She was looking for affection in the wrong places.

They were all gone, and her heart was sore.

She came along a long bench, sitting down, wiping her mascara-ruined eyes.

Someone chuckled. The lady looked down to the other side of the bench.

..

A person dressed as a plague doctor. Their mask was shifted just a bit above their mouth, a cigarette between their fingers. A smile content on their lips.

A tear slipped down the lady's face. They looked so alike. So alike to him.

The doctor turned towards her, frowning.

..

❝You are upset. What's the matter? ❞ Their voice - sounding masculine - was gruff, but gentle at the same time. It made the lady's cheeks feel warm, like a summer fever. 

❝Dear Doctor, I'm afraid I've gotten myself mixed up. I've ended up somewhere I've never seen before, and without the hand of my lovely darling. He is gone. He will never come back to me. The fault of this is put onto me, as deserved.❞ The lady's lips quivered, fighting to keep in a straight line of neutrality. She can't cry, not now. It would make her look pitiful.

❝Ah, I understand. Your sweetheart split, didn't he? Another woman hooked him, and now you lost his being. That is quite disappointing to hear, isn't it? I'm sorry you're going through such. Say, you said you've never been here?❞ Their head turned slightly to somewhat face the lady.

❝Correct. . .I have never seen this place in my lifetime. Nor heard of it. I don't even know what it's called! It's almost as if I am dreaming and I appeared here, haha..❞

❝That's peculiar..hm. Well, welcome-! You can just call me Doctor. May I get the pleasure of knowing your title, lovely?❞

The lady's face flushed further. She brought a hand up to her cheek, looking away for a second. It was hot.

She turned back to the man.

❝..As silly as it sounds- Alchemy. My name is Alchemy.❞

❝Charming name for a charming lady. Well, then, Alchemy. Let me guide you around, shall I?❞

...

❝You shall.❞ The lady smiled, rising up, waiting for the Doctor.

He grabbed his umbrella, opening it, using his other hand to throw down the cigarette. He stomped it out, bringing his mask back down over his mouth. 

The Doctor held out a hand, to which Alchemy walked over and took.

Down the droopy street they went,

Making this rainy day a little bit better.

...

Now, Alchemy didn't have to tip toe over the thoughts that drowned her in rain puddles and tears. 

She could face them with the Doctor.

❤

❛𝘛𝘪𝘱 𝘛𝘰𝘦.❜