In any other situation, Livio would have found the presence of rain comforting, often listening as it pattered softly against a nearby roof. It's truly relaxing until he's the one getting drenched, hair now sticking awkwardly to his skin as he attempted to find any proper form of shelter. His gaze had wandered desperately towards a few sheds in peoples backyards, though he knew better than to trespass, even as a vampire.

It seemed everyone had their lights off during this time of night, properties seemingly lifeless as the storm continued to rage on. That was until Livio's gaze snapped towards possibly his one and only saving grace, one small house, which still thankfully had the lights on.

It was truly pathetic, the way he forced himself to make his way onto the doorsteps, his clothes clinging uncomfortably onto his figure as he managed to escape the harsh rain pelts. He was weary to even knock on the door, but the sheer desperation had managed to get to his head, the thought of sleeping in a puddle managed to bring him to his senses rather quickly, his fist soon meeting the wooden door in a soft knock.

Livio held his breath as the door cracked open, and there you were, face full of confusion and hesitance. Though it's not like he could blame you, not when he looked like a wet puppy, his eyes wide as he stood in front of your home.

"I'm sorry to bother." Livio began hesitantly. "I managed to get caught in the storm." He explained with a soft chuckle, making a gesture towards the rain behind him.