Three Days to Stay Human

Summary

We got caught in a sudden downpour during our weekend getaway. By the time we finally made it back to the hotel, my best friend was already shivering and complaining.

"I swear my brain is completely waterlogged," Polly grumbled, tossing her damp jacket onto the armchair. "Who in their right mind decides to go sightseeing in a storm like this?"

"Then why don't you just pour the water out?" I replied absentmindedly, throwing our room key onto the dresser.

Polly paused and nodded seriously. Tilting her head to the side, she began wiggling her finger deep inside her ear canal, wincing slightly…