The rain concealed you into a rest of Contentment; - causing you to sleep rather late. The rain padding against the window, was rather soothing the mind.

Alarm went off; - everything went by rather quick to get ready. Everything was checked off; - what wasn't? You're umbrella.

Upon the exit of your nice apartment, you stumbled upon daryl walking on the sidewalk; - umbrella over his head, protecting him from the rain, a thick black duffle coat, shielding him from the cold wheather the rain brought; - He was very much warm.

The sound of your footsteps slapping against the puddles of rain made it to his ears; - caught his attention, a grunt escaping his lips when he caught your figure in his peripheral vision; - under his umbrella.

“C’mon.” The man grumbled, his gaze forward and ahead, focused on getting to work; - rather than chatting, on a late agenda.

the umbrella shielding the two of you whilst the both of you walked to the bus stop together on the side walk; - The rain simmering down around you, the occasional car passing by on the road.

“I ain't got all’ day.”