She recalled the time she'd run out to play without putting her things away and returned to find her crayons had melted in rainbow hued pools. It had left her wondering how hot it would have to get before the same thing happened to her.
Looking out at the threatening thunderclouds that rippled with lightning, Dawn leaned into Spike's embrace with a happy smile. She'd finally found what it took to melt her in the winter chill of a city half a world away. Love was funny that way.
open_on_sunday — challenge #155: unusual weather
Part of the London!verse