“That’s quite— well that must be more than bothersome. I couldn’t imagine trying to avoid the sun for my entire life.” If only the male was aware, he might consider himself lucky. For there would be no sunshine in her proximity; well, at least for as long as she was in this mood. And she could not foresee herself in a state of happiness— not today. “Perhaps. I don’t see it clearing up anytime soon…”
Lucky was a word which could cause a measure of debate, if you started to compare people’s circumstances. Perhaps he was lucky. Perhaps she was lucky. Perhaps they were both, lucky. There were so many angles from which it could be viewed, perhaps it was for the better that Taemin did not know of the young woman’s circumstances, as his thoughts would often tend to get wired up in themselves as he threw himself into musings. As it were, he glanced up to the sky himself, soon shaking his head. “No, I don’t think so either”, he said rather easily. “I suppose you could say in a way I’m counting on it not clearing up”, he added, with a hint of a grin tugging at his lips.
