more bob dylan; STORM FRONT part 1

[somerset]

where: in the city / when: at night / what: too much rain.

" some people feel the rain
other people just get wet. "

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[artiste]

Jez laughs - a rather attractive laugh, by all regards, except for the fact that there was absolutely nothing funny about the situation whatsoever.

"Don't thank me. It wasn't free advice."

People don't get something for nothing. He pauses to turn up the collar of his jacket against the rain that suddenly floods him from above; soon, he's blinking and spitting rainwater as he backs away from the other man, grinning as he adds,

"You can pay me back for it one day, yeah?"

[drinkportsmouthdry]

Archie shakes his head. He knows only one way to pay to his debts.

"Make it soon, darling," he says, brushing the spray of fresh rainwater from his face. "I don't like owing."

[artiste]

"Yeah, maybe." He spreads his arms wide, heedless of the pouring rain that's now streaking that precious battered leather jacket of his as he throws his head back with a renewed grin.

"I'll let you know."

And with that he's gone, splashing through the streets towards the dark recesses of the street in the direction the compass had indicated - back to his twin, sinking to with the shadows and laughing to himself the whole way.