Harvey rested against her side, close enough without being so close as to warrant another smack, and Louie let him. It was probably her imagination, she supposed, but the rain seemed just a little less threatening now. It did have a way, though, of washing out everything else, and she closed her eyes and sank back into her thoughts.
The next thing she knew, something was knocking - no, someone, someone was knocking on the door, and her eyelids were heavy, and had she really just fallen asleep?
From last year's NaNo novel. Things aren't going so well for the crew of the Osprey at this point, and on top of it all, there's a thunderstorm. Louie hates thunderstorms.
She likes Harvey, though.
(who came out adorable if i dare say so myself)