Bubbles P.o.v
It is a cold and stormy night. I hold Octi close to me wishing it would all just go away. I hear the rain pounding on the window as it pours
outside flooding the streets. A huge flash of lightning, with a loud boom of thunder following, appears. I grasp Octi closer and turn around to
see my sisters sleeping soundly. 'How can they sleep so soundly when there is this huge storm about?!' I ponder to myself. The rain dies down
a bit and I gather up enough courage to get a glass of water. It was more thirst than courage but either one would do. I make my way
downstairs and along the way I notice a photo of my sisters and I with the Professor at the art museum. It has been ten years since then. I get to the kitchen and get out my favorite baby blue cup from the cupboard and get some water out of the fridge. I take a few sips before heading
back upstairs. When I get back up to my room I notice there is barely any rain and there is less lightning. I cuddle up in the comforter before dozing off slightly. I start to dream of the only thing on my mind... rain.