I glance up at the sky. Wow, it's really pouring now. That's not good. Of all the times I decided to walk home, it has to storm. I focus back on my path home. This damn storm is too much, I'll take a short cut home... Pass that old church.

It's been a while since I walked past that place. I haven't really visited it since the last time... But that's not something I want to think about now. I suddenly stop in my tracks when I spot a person sitting on the church steps. They're dressed in a wedding outfit and from their face I can already make a guess to what happened.

Ah, this poor poor soul. I walk up to them, holding my umbrella over them to limit the rain pouring down on them. I clear my throat slightly. Dang it, what do I even say? I don't know, I'm a lawyer not a psychologist!

"Uh... R-rough day?"