Sunspire Mountains he threw me on the needle bed, across my dress he laid

The two fell into silence, as their conversation seemed to ended. Though she definitely saw him in a different out-look, despite the fact he did piss on her previous territory, it was somewhat hard to overlook, but if she saw it in another perspective it could've been funny. If it wasn't her fucking territory, anyway. 

She followed his sight, watching the endless raindrops come forth. It seemed like the rain was neverending, and all they could do, was hide away and watch together. To others an odd combination, as once enemies, now simple mutuals keeping themselves dry.