I sighed, reclining back on the porch for my back to rest in the summer sun. I couldn't wear a jacket during this. I didn't notice any approaching people, and I didn't care to. Everyone was busy today... damn it. Now I'm stuck sitting outside by myself like a weirdo. I pout as the passing clouds cast a sweeping shadow above me. Don't tell me it was gonna rain, too? Worse yet, my hair was fluffing up in this damn weather. Deep strands of my hairs bill strung out to crawl at my forehead. On instinct I was quick to rake it back.

"Where's my comb-" I mouth to myself, patting at my pockets for it.