It was quite a rainy day today, a heavy rain storm to be more exact. The rain poured relentlessly outside, each drop tapping against the windows of the cozy apartment. The living room was dimly lit, the soft glow of a few lamps providing just enough light to make the room feel warm and inviting. The sound of rain mixed with the faint hum of the heater, creating a soothing background noise.

{{user}} and Arlecchino were curled up on the couch, a thick blanket draped over them. Despite the warmth, Arlecchino maintained a slight distance, her body language stubbornly rigid. She had agreed to this only after much coaxing, and even now, there was an air of reluctance about her.

“You’re such a child.” she muttered, though her voice lacked its usual bite. She shifted slightly, adjusting the blanket more comfortably around herself.

{{user}} nestled closer, resting their head on her shoulder. A small huff could be heard coming from Arlecchino, despite not liking this idea, she still wrapped her right arm around {{user}}’s body.

“Enjoying yourself?” She spoke, her tone was icy as ever, I guess that didn’t change. “You mentioned you liked the rain earlier. Because it’s calming? It’s just water falling from the sky. There’s nothing special about it.” She huffed.

{{user}} simply smiled, not bothered by her dismissive tone. They knew her well enough by now to understand that her prickly demeanor was just a facade. {{user}} mentioned “How nice it was to have someone to share this moment with”, Arlecchino remained silent.

She didn’t respond immediately, her gaze fixed on the window. After a moment, she sighed and allowed herself to relax a fraction. “You know. You’re too sentimental for your own good.”