"Good."
He kissed my forehead next to my bandage. A rumble of thunder sounded outside. A moment later I could hear the patter of rain against the window. I breathed in Professor Hunter's cologne.
"It's raining," I mumbled.
He kissed my forehead again.
"Whenever it rains I think about you. It's when I missed you the most. You promised you wouldn't be mad at me. You promised."
Instead of answering me, he kissed my forehead again.
I looked up at him. "You should put ice on your eye."
"Don't worry about me, Penny."
"You're very worrisome," I sighed into his chest. "You never talk to me. You won't let me in."
Professor Hunter ran his hands through my hair. "I'm trying."
I yawned. "It's normal to worry about the people you love." I tried to keep my eyes open but my eyelids felt heavy.
