ShadowedLove97

 Complete, peaceful silence blanketed the atmosphere as Ukitake watched the tiny flakes fall to the ground. He was thankful for his place near the window under a soft green blanket, a ceramic teacup warming his palms. He raised the glass to his lips, enjoying the familiar bitter taste of green tea. He carefully sat the glass on the chilled rosewood floor next to him and adjusted himself on the plump cushion. There weren't many things he enjoyed more than watching the snow coat the tired ground. He broke his gaze to look around his apartment. It was quaint and fairly plain. Cream white walls enclosed the small space. A crimson rug lie on the f