Y/n wandered through her house as the rain fell on the stone shield around her and the loud "Plop" sounds fell upon the rims of her opened windows, she enjoyed the sounds of the rain. She enjoyed the sound of a stormy night too, something about the loud rain brining comfort even among the longest of nights. There was much she could think of to do, or more so desired, she could read, draw, bake, or anything she wanted but none of it seemed entertaining.
"At least I have you around." She says looking the medium sized septum tank, she had a pet sea horse but it didn't do much and it's not like it would talk back to her. She watched as it swam around the artificial rock caves and into its home, it stayed still in the tall fake seaweed as though she couldn't see it, as if it were playing hide and seek, Silly sea horse, as if it were that easy to hide from the world.
She lost focus of the creature and turned her attention to the empty room around her, it was quiet and felt as if no one else breathed the air except her, it was kind of lonely. Loneliness wasn't new to her, but it was something that always ate at her, she's always been on her own. She went to school alone and stayed home alone most nights when her mother wasn't working late to support the both of them and even ate alone sometimes, it was sad at times, but in life you learn not to feel sorry for yourself. After all didn't she do it to herself, she never liked being in a group of people and never thought of the importance of a relationship with someone but now as she sat alone, something in her changed. She felt a longing.
Did she want someone to share a life with? She never really thought about it.
Of course it's what most people do, they meet someone, fall in love, settle down but she didn't want that, it seemed so bland and mundane to follow along with societies expectations, felt like a repeated cycle. Except now she wondered what if she had followed along with everyone else, of course only curiosity it is but she wondered what if she had met someone and fell in love back in school, maybe she would be married by now and planning for a family. The thought made her smile to herself, but she shook it off. It's not good to follow into social norms, plus most marriages end in divorce anyway. She excused herself, she didn't want anymore thoughts about the subject.
Deciding she had enough of the quiet and interrupting thoughts, she decided to take a drive down to Milo's cuisine, it was a Italian restaurant she liked to order from, it was always so warm and flavorful, made her feel all gooey inside.. she wandered around her house a bit looking for her keys before finding them on the floor of her room under her bed and headed out the direction to where her car was parked. She started the car and let it warm up before taking off, the windows were all fogged up from the rain and cold weather.
She watched the rain dribble along the car as she waited for the warm air to surround her. The outside world looked so pale and dead in the rain, almost colorless. She finally felt the warm air begin to flow and defrost her windows, she began to back out of her driveway and make her way out on the road.
She drove in silence most of the way there only letting a sigh here and there to fill the void of sound, she couldn't help notice how empty stores looked today, only cars bustling through out the streets.
She parked her car closest to the doorway and made her way into the small building, "ah welcome miss y/n." The woman greeted with a warming smile. She was a middle aged with woman with long black hair that had streaks of ash and coal colors threading along, she was shorter than the average height, and her voice had a hint of an accent, maybe Italian, or Spanish she wasn't sure.
"Hello Miss Perez, it smells wonderful in here." She greeted back to the small woman. "Yes, I've been cooking and baking new recipes, we're adding a new menu." She smiled to y/n, she enjoyed her as a customer. She always gave donations to them and was one of highest paying customers, though she knew it was out of kindness that she ordered so much.
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