Max in the Middle of the Storm

-Max-

I lay back on the floor of the angels’ lobby. How long has it been? Ten hours? Three days? I do remember there was storm warning heading towards Suiten about two days ago. It sounded like it would be pretty bad too. Somehow, I bet they weren’t thinking about it on this scale. What happened?

I put my hands over my eyes. Why do all of these questions surrounding us have to have a long-ass explanation or just confuse the crap out of me?

“I’m sorry?” I heard someone ask. I looked over and saw Ben walking towards me.

“Oh, it’s you,” I said. Ben walked over and knelt down to the camera.

“That thing still have battery life?” he asked. I looked at the camera in front of us.

“Oh, I guess so,” I said. “Has anything changed outside?”

“No.”

“Still raining?”

“Yep.”

“Ah.” I sat up, looking at him. “How long has it been?” Ben shrugged and sat down with me. I titled my head.

“Did you want something?” I asked. He took a moment to think about that. I narrowed my eyes at him. Oh carp, the trains are going to take a minute to arrive at the station. My eyes rolled up to the ceiling.

“Ah,” he said. “Natalia was asking where you were.” I gave him a strange look.

“Really?” I asked.

“Yeah, we’re all about to eat. I was spent to come and get you.” I nodded once I understood what he was saying.

“Okay,” I said. I stood up and followed Ben into the kitchen area.

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Everyone sat at the table. Couples all sat with their respective lovers. Ben took his place by Julie and I by Kele. Natalia rose to her feet, her hand to her round belly. She raised her can of juice.

“I toast this to our last night,” she said. Groans all surrounded the table.

“Relax, relax,” the main angel said. “I mean being holed up in this apartment. Tomorrow will probably be all nice and sunny.”

“How can you be so sure of that?” Makoto asked.

“Humor me with this, okay?” Natalia asked as forced herself to grin. Her mood lightened up. “Cheers!”

“Cheers!” we all said, raising our cans. As we ate our meal of cup of noodle with leftover pork, I couldn’t help but take in the bond that will shared. Sure, there are many unanswered questions left and plenty of confusion to go around, but it feels for some reason. However, I began to frown.

A peace like this can’t last long, right? Once this storm ends, what happens? Will we all stay together or go our separate ways again?

I hate to find out.