The Roof, Thursday Evening

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If Karina had any idea that the roof was commonly used for brooding or feeling terrible or shit like that, she probably wouldn't have gone up to it.

Okay, no, she totally would have just to prove that it didn't have to be used for that. And that she was judging everyone who felt the need to come up to deliberately suffer, especially in winter, when they were already feeling bad.

She on the other hand, had just wanted to see the view. So that was what she was doing, sitting precariously on the edge of the roof, kicking her feet idly, and thinking that the view wasn't bad at all.

And if she felt like singing while on the roof, well, people could cope with that too. So there. Singing was great.

The wind was pretty good at carrying her voice too. Karina could appreciate that.

[Open as a roof is!]