Who:
Kenphie. Kenshin and Selphie.
Where: Kenshin's House
When: Afternoon in the snow!
Style: Prosey Wosey?
Status: Closed.
Maybe it was the snow, or all the Christmas decorations, but there was something triggering all sorts of memories for Selphie that she wasn't really understanding. She'd said some time ago that she'd visit Kenshin but, between getting used to the place again, curses, friends leaving, friends in comas, Selphie hadn't quite go round to doing that yet. And now she felt really, really bad about it. Whatever the reasons, Selphie just had to go and visit Kenshin, invite or no invite.
It's cold out, and it's snowing, but Selphie trudges her way to Kenshin's house, unaware that she's automatically making the way there without thinking of directions. Still, wrapped up in a big red duffle coat, with a matching scarf and all, Selphie knocked at the door, hoping that he'd hear with the muffled noise her gloved hand made against the door. She glanced around her at the snow before taking a step back, not really sure what to expect now.