[Maya leans forward, just off the veranda, holding one hand out to catch droplets in her hand. She contents herself with that for a few moments, wiggling her fingers in the steadily-growing downpour.
And then she smiles a little wider, looks Obi's way like she's had an idea. With little (but luckily, not no) regard for the cups set on the veranda beside them, Maya kicks off her sandals and stands up, spinning to face Obi with a grin.
She grasps his wrists and tugs, hoping to take him right out into that rain, eyes sparkling like a child's.]
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There it goes...
[Maya leans forward, just off the veranda, holding one hand out to catch droplets in her hand. She contents herself with that for a few moments, wiggling her fingers in the steadily-growing downpour.
And then she smiles a little wider, looks Obi's way like she's had an idea. With little (but luckily, not no) regard for the cups set on the veranda beside them, Maya kicks off her sandals and stands up, spinning to face Obi with a grin.
She grasps his wrists and tugs, hoping to take him right out into that rain, eyes sparkling like a child's.]
Come on! Up we go!