the teenage girl stood in front of her wooden closet , she could’ve sworn she heard a somewhat peculiar sound come from the inside of it , although that’s probably her imagination , right ? regardless and out sheer curiosity , her dainty hands grabbed onto the silver handles that glimmered underneath the current weather . when the girl opened her closet , to the blonde’s surprise , she saw a familiar man , she’d always bickered with him , out of annoyance . the male usually seemed so confident and boisterous , but now , he looked like a black kitten , shivering in the cold . she squatted down to the male’s level , she couldn’t possibly see most of his face but she could definitely make out some bits and pieces . ❝ hey , are you afraid of thunder ? it’s alright to be afraid of things . ❞ she spoke with a soft tone . she wasn’t exactly sure how to console her male associates but she’ll try to comfort the man regardless .