Pitter. Patter.
The steady drumming of rain echoed against the window and rooftop, as it filled the quiet room with its rhythmic sound.
Kate subtly landed on the balcony, her steps were too light to be an ambush, but also too intentful to be innocent.
She slid the balcony glass door aside and stepped in. Dripping water onto the pristine white marble floors. Her boots were muddy and crunchy.
She slid the door close behind her and stepped in fully. Each step echoing like a footfall on dried up leaves.
"Is there a reason why you snuck into my home?" Nightwalker, behind the kitchen counter, and in nothing but boxer briefs that held in a little too tight.
"The train." She said, crossing her arms.
"Yeah, it crashed. I heard." He shrugged. "What a shame."
"Tell me you had absolutely nothing to do with that crash."
"I can't do that." He said simply, not even looking her in the eye. "Friends don't lie to each other."
——BAM!
