I had my avatar wave at Shauna’s and started walking beside her. “You look like you’re having a bad day.”
Lightning struck in her jar. Yeah, she was having an awful day. “How could you tell?”
“You know I ignore the avatars. I’d much rather look at you than it anyway.” More lightning in her jar, and lots of rain, a veritable flood. “Wanna tell me what happened?”
“That bitch, Johanna, got the part!” Lightning exploded in her jar.
In an effort to calm her down, I had my avatar hold hands with hers. That’s when the lightning changed to a downpour, and frost formed on her jar. I couldn’t let her cry in isolation. She needed a friend, so I had my avatar open our jars, and I floated from my jar to hers where I wrapped myself around her until her tears no long flowed.
It’s been a long time since I wrote anything for Angela Goff’s Visual Dare. I should try to write more often. Please read the other entries in this week’s Visual Dare challenge.