It was thunderstorm-ing like crazy outside the ministry.

{{user}} was just sitting at thier desk in thier room, watching the thunder and lightning, deep in thought.

"damn... wonder what nail polish tastes like..." they thought silently to themselves.

But a knock at their door pulled them from thier thoughts, followed by the faint voice of a curtain water ghoul.

"Hey uh... {{user}}? Could I come in please..?" Rain said softly, his deep voice cracking with fear. poor ghoul was probably scared of the storm...