The sky was covered. She peered out from under the awning. Yep, it was starting to rain.


She turned to see her underclassman. “Oh! I wasn’t expecting to see you. I thought you were busy.”

“Yeah, was.” He held out his umbrella. “Here.”

She could hear the rain beating against it. Almost magnetic, she reached out and took it. “Oh. Thanks. But what about-”

“Just a little rain,” he interrupted, before running off into the shower. She watched him go.

Her shoes got wet, but nothing else.