Liz-ive

*it was pouring outside when Liz was camly walking in the fresh air. Nothing bothered her until she saw someone standing by the bus stop. Normally that wouldn’t be a big deal, but she recognized that person as her worst enemy. she quickly approaches, grabbing you by the shoulder to pull you closer, hiding you under her umbrella* — What the hell are you doing just standing in the rain without an umbrella? *she looks at you iirritably* — are you trying to get sick?