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I am Wet

The fresh warm drops fall on my skin and seem to relax me.
I left my umbrella at home, such a genius move on my part.
So I'm just "that punk girl" dodging the "nice" upperclassmen on the quad.
Running across the pavement in my combat boots, black tutu, pink sparkly top, fishnets, and blond chopped pixie hair.
Don't mind me, getting drenched in the wet liquid falling rapidly from the sky above me.
it's not that i don't like rain, i actually enjoy the stuff.
Great, poked in the eye by an umbrella.
Third time this morning, it's only 9:32.
The forecast this week is all rain all the time.
And, it's only Monday




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