•Winrina Oneshots•

That Night [M]

A simple onee

Sitting on an empty bench, Karina looks at the bright lamp post that stood in front of her from afar.

Her pencil tapped against her book, creating a rhythm that synchronized with the crickets singing in the dark.

It's 10:45 pm at night and the girl was still out with a sketchbook and a pencil in hand.

She needed to find something to fill her book. It's the only way she'll become satisfied. If it meant she had to be out until late at night alone then she'll risk it.

That's until a figure suddenly stands beside that lamp post.

It looked like a woman, even if Karina couldn't see well, she assumed it was and it clicked in her mind at that second that she had to draw it.

She begins running lines on her paper, the pencil grazing the material softly as her mind tried to remeber the scenery she eyed a moment ago.

But the moment she looked back up, the woman wasn't there anymore.

"Damn it-" she hisses to herself.

"You seem a little disappointed," a voice beside her causes Karina to jump.

"D-don't startle me like that!" Karina pants.

"I'm really sorry I didn't mean to," the short haired woman chuckled.

"It's fine," Karina tells the stranger.

A stranger?

She was talking with a stranger, even if it was kind of dangerous to do so she felt like the woman beside her wouldn't do harm.

"What's your name?"

Karina doesn't look over, and proceeds to draw messy
Lines. "Karina."

"I'm winter." She stares at the immersed girl drawing.

"It's almost 11, what are you doing out here alone?"

"Just finding something to draw, I need inspiration or something." Karina keeps drawing but the picture just wasn't the same afterwards.

"Why'd you ask?" Karina's voice fades along with the sound of the pencil chiseling.

"I don't know, I guess I just saw you looking so concentrated in something that it made me curious." The random woman watched Karina.

It goes silent from how focused Karina was but the frustration in her was loud.

"Goddamnit, this isn't right!" Karina slammed her sketchbook closed.

Winter was watching this girl she just met 10 minutes ago stress out and she only wanted to help somehow.

"Hey, take a breath in and let it out." Winter told Karina.

And the girl hesitantly does as she's told, looking up at the half lit moon in the dark sky. The clouds faintly cover it up.

She hates how half moons looked, it felt like it wasn't a completed picture.

"Sorry for acting like that." Karina apologized.

"It's okay, I've had times like that before." Winter joined Karina in watching the sky.

"It's just, lately I've been losing that sense of feeling in drawing, as if I'm losing that ability." Karina sighs.

Winter doesn't know much about the art industry. All
She knows if the work caught her eye, she'll always remember how it looked.

Then she had an idea.

"Want to draw me?"

Karina looks over, her eyes staring back at the other woman in silence.