PoisnousPassion

It was rainy season in Midorijima. It's been about a week since it started and the air finally smelled clean. It usually did take a week for all the grunge, dust and residue accumulated over the year to wash away. You had mixed feelings about rainy season. On one hand, it gave the city a much needed shower and made the air smell amazing. On the other hand, the storms were violent and the loudest thing the island ever experiences. In a word; terrifying. You walked along Miyagi Street, trying to protect your package and keep hold of your umbrella at the same time. This was a con of this season, all couriers would get soaked. Thankfully this w