Tempestasphobia

yesterday was actually really uneventful.  except for the surprise blizzard.  nobody expects the surprise blizzard.
~Dreamer~
ps this might be a slightly darker headcanon but you can't convince me these kids didn't make it through without a weather phobia/obsession.  they keep checking the weather religiously even though it's not necessary anymore.  and they get slightly more antsy when the weather's odd or it's raining.
Also, happy holidays to all, whatever you celebrate (or don't)!

Main Points:
Persona 4 Arcana Life
Chapter Summary: Yosuke's job gets interesting at times.  (also takes place on the 23rd)
Word Count: 412
Rating: gen?

         Yosuke’s almost relieved when he spots Chie over by Home Theater, eyeing another TV suspiciously.  It means he has a conduit for all the freaking out he’s been doing for the last hour and a half or so.  “I don’t know how, but this is somehow your fault,” he announces his presence, appearing behind her like a Persona.
         He only has himself to blame for the elbow that appears in his stomach.  “What the hell do you mean this is my fault?  What’s my fault?  Seriously, what is wrong with you?”
         “You were wishing for a White Christmas or whatever, weren’t you?  Going anywhere tomorrow’s going to be nuts,” he groans, trying not to glance at the front doors.
         Fortunately, his nose doesn’t start bleeding when she slaps him in the face with more strength than she probably realizes she has, because trying to get blood out of his uniform is a big pain.  “I’m not even going to start about how you blame me for everything ever.”  She sighs, glancing out.  “It’s really weird—and freaky, though.”
         Hanamura shivers.  “You don’t have to tell me that.”
         “Do you think we should call our Leader?” she asks in an undertone, and he shakes his head.
         “You think he isn’t losing his mind in the most Souji-ish way possible?” he asks rhetorically, and she inclines her head, conceding the point.
         “If it isn’t an enemy,” she begins, and they glance at each other and say in unison, “That dumb bear.”
         She turns back to the TVs.  “Anyway, I was hoping to get my family a good TV on discount.  You can help me with that, right?”
         “For the last time, I could get fired using my employee discount for you.  It’s illegal.  Second, I totally could help.  It’s not exactly the newest TV, but I happen to know there’s a fairly large TV and at a very good price.  It’s two years old, but I promise it’s in near-perfect condition.  We have all the parts you’d need, and a protection plan is on sale at only 250 yen.”  He only grins inside, warmed in the colder Junes uniform by the reminder that Souji finds his ‘salesman voice’ attractive.
         “There’s no catch, right?” Chie asks.
         He smiles rather than rolling his eyes.  “I’m insulted, but unlike you, notice that I’m not going to resort to violence.”  He continues to talk about all the specs of the TV to avoid thinking about the blizzard outside.