The cold breeze floated into the warm room, ruffling the curtains.
It was almost too dark to see the small tears that ran down Robin’s cheeks, and the dark clouds had leaked their sorrow on Mother Earth for days.
Robin glanced at the shadows crouched around his room. He blinked. More tears ran from his eyes.
He walked silently to the open window to let the rain paint his fur in its wet colours and mix up with his warm tears.

”I don’t want to be a part of this,” he whispered softly and hid his face into his hands, crying, ”I bet you don’t know how it feels, H. I-it feels like every little piece of you is falling apart.” Robin sniffled silently and covered his black teary eyes up with his hands, ”how could you do something like that?” Robin looked up again, and out at the muddy hills that hid it selves under grass.
He walked over to his desk and lit some candles to brighten up the room, more tears.

”Robin…?" he paused, "can I come in?” It was H, his voice was calm and regretful, he held something in his hands, ”I’ve made you a..a gift!”
Robin sighed and went to open his door, ”what?” He looked at the huge ice-cream...milkshake or whatever it was that H held, then he sighed again.
”I made you a gift.. Like.. I mean.. I mean I am, man I’m sorry!” The ice cream dripped down on H’s feet, he tried to smile but ended up with some kind of a grimace instead.
Robin didn’t look impressed at all, ” ’man I’m sorry’ ? Is that all you can say?” He growled silently between his teeth.
H sighed, still holding the gift, ”I’m sorry, Robin, I was stupid.” He looked down, then up again to meet Robin’s eyes, ”but.. You know I didn’t, I well.. I meant it but… it wasn’t like.. Me.. Who.. meant it…who did it..” He whispered huskily, ”can you forgive me?” H almost begged.
Robin looked at him for some long minutes, then he nodded slowly,

At the top of one of the hills a red rose shone peacefully in the misty evening, its head hung low, but not even the wild rain could get it bow down, to give up.
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