(Aina's feelings from third POV)
"its raining and heavily too... When it rains like this I can't help but think of memories I would rather forget "
Aina thought.
"Agh" Aina said out load as she suddenly felt a painful buzz in her head
"ugh Where did I keep my cigarettes again?" Aina said as she got out of her seat while rubbing her head with the tips of her fingers she stopped looking at the rain to see where she had left the pack of cigerattes
She looked around but still couldn't find anything
"where the fluff are my cigerattes?!" she said, she continued to keep searching for her cigarettes while looking out the window because of the rain
The door suddenly opened and in came her brother he stood by the door and rested his hand on the handle
He suddenly smirked and chuckled deviously as he leaned at the doorway
" you won't find it ~" he said as he stared at Aina
" what did you do?" Aina said sharply as she had a suspicion now about what her dear brother must have done so her eyes started to gleam in a dangerous light as she squinted them towards her brother
" you know? they're actaully bad for your health and your only 19, plus I can always get you something else that might help" he said as he looked worried
Exasperated by the amount of times he had said this before Ania replied immediately and the weather wasn't helping in clearing her mood or her painful headache
" Wrong Ian . I'm 20 and nothing else works as well as the cigerattes do and you know that, now give them back" Aina said in a tired voice as she moved a hand through her hair with annoyance and finally gestured for her brother to place the cigerattes in her hand
" but Ania -" Ian said as he stepped closer to his sister
" ENOUGH give them to me now before I lose my patience Ian, and you know they're medicated cigarettes they were made specifically for my condition so give them back NOW." Ania said in a calm but impatient voice as she gestured for Ian to pass it to her, these cigerattes contained a herb which she had to inhale to calm her nerves and headache
With no room for Ian to talk he gave up and passed the cigeratte box back to her
" I'm sorry " Ian said as he apologised in a guilty and sad tone
" no Its alright. But I hope this does not happen again Ian." Ania said in a sharp voice
'My god that brat! Can't he just leave me alone' was all she could really think about though..
After hearing her words Ian slowly walked out of the room and closed the door as the atmosphere had turned depressing somehow
"it's all his fault for acting immature and not considering the situation." Aina said as she tried to reassure herself.
She sat back down in her seat and lit the cigeratte with a lighter as she held it with her fingers
She sat there inhaling the cigeratte while looking at the rain fall.