Inspired by all of the crazy weather we've had here lately. Thanks to SunRise for the word :)
#25- Soothing
Nessa hated thunderstorms.
Then again, perhaps hated was not the correct word. No, her sentiments were more along the lines of loathing. Was this how Elphaba had felt about her roommate upon their unforunate introductions at Shiz?
Closing her eyes, the girl pulled the covers tighter around her small frame in an attempt to shut herself away from the madness outside. Madame had informed her that she would be late tonight, something about an important meeting and a change for her future; Nessa hadn't caught all of the details. All she heard was she was to be left alone, without anyone to care for her.
Not even her sister
When they were small, Elphaba had always been there to comfort her when the storms raged in Munkinland. She would sit at Nessa's bedside, spinning stories and singing lullabies until the younger girl would fade to dreamland.
But that was years ago. Now Elphaba had her own life, her own room, her own friends, all translating to one simple truth: she didn't need Nessa anymore.
The creaking of the door caused her eyes to shoot open and her head to whip round to the door. Was Madame back already? Instead of the aging head Shiztress, Nessa was surprised to see another familiar face quietly slip inside. "Fabala?"
Elphaba shushed her with a finger to her lips. "You'll wake the entire floor."
"What are you doing here?"
The green girl shrugged. "I heard the storm" she explained, knowing nothing else was necessary. Turning, she whispered sharply behind her, "Hurry, or you can explain to Morrible why you're wandering the halls after midnight."
Nessa's surprise grew as Galinda followed Elphaba into the room, hair in curlers and clutching a fluffy pink throw, making her seems more a child than a young woman at university. Seeing the younger girl's face, Elphaba explained, "It seems the two of you share similar feelings when it comes to storms."
Nessa fought a smile. "You really didn't have to come."
Another shrug. "I knew Madame would be late."
"And Glinda?"
Elphaba's smirk was ironic. "She wouldn't let me leave alone." Placing her own blanket on the floor, the older girl made herself as comfortable as possible. "Morning will come sooner than you think."
"Goodnight," Nessa yawned as she snuggled back down in the bed"…..and thank you."