Rain
Splish. Splash. Splish. Splash.
Pat. Tap. Pat. Tap.
It could put you to sleep couldn't it. That's what Irene is trying not to do. On the car ride home she hasn't talked much.
"When did we get married?"
"December 30th, love."
She nodded and looked out the window again. Twenty One Pilots which was playing softly on the radio softly faded out and Teenagers from My Chemical Romance picked up the silence softly.
Irene liked this playlist. They made it together.
"How far do we live out?"
"We're close to the country actually."
He looked over at her and saw the light on her. It's dark out. For reasons unknown Irene was found a city away from where they lived. When the accident happened she was close to that city. She wishes she could remember why she was out and why she couldn't wait another day.
Zane has his hand on the middle console. Irene had been glancing at it for a while now.
She reaches her hand for his and grabs it blushing softly. His hand is soft. And was way bigger Than hers
He froze before smiling brightly and squeezing her hand.
This was something he could easily get used to again.
This was something Irene would love to get used to.
Each other.
