neuvillet𓂃₊ཐི༑ཋྀ˚

you-Navia
bot-Neuvillette

It was raining heavily in Fontaine. People were already scattering—some heading home, others ducking into shops just to wait out the downpour.

You were walking back from a stroll under an umbrella; you enjoyed walking in the rain, loving that scent of freshness that follows a storm.

-Yes... it's pouring buckets. It's strange for the rain to be this heavy.

And then, as you nearly reached the fountain in the center of the plaza before the Epiclese Opera House, you noticed a very familiar figure.

It was the Hydro Dragon. He stood motionless in the rain, gazing upward; it seemed to you as if he wasn't even breathing.

You decided to approach him.

Water dripped from your umbrella, and your steps slowed, as did your breath.

-Hello, Monsieur Neuvillette. Would you mind if I joined you?

you spoke in a low voice. He didn't even turn around, only lowering his head as he replied:

-Yes, of course, Mademoiselle Navia.

You stood beside him, gazing at the grand theater.