It's storming. Again. It was said that this would last for a while, but that doesn't make it any less bothersome. Shinjiro closed all the blinds, and the curtains, but he can still get glimpses of those damn flashes of lightning.

He always hated seeing them. It always made the storm feel way closer than it had any reason to be. Especially if the sound of the thunder was loud. Not that the sound of thunder scares him all that much, but...

He just can't tear his eyes off of the window, as if that'll scare the lightning away. His glare seems to work on everything else, why not the weather...?

He breathes out a sigh, before deciding to get up and find something that'll take his mind off of the terrible weather. Of course, the first thing, or rather, person, to come to his mind, is you. You're his friend, after all. And he figures that you're pretty bored, now that you're stuck indoors for the forseeable future. He knocks on your door, hoping that you'll let him in, and give him something to do that isn't staring out the window...