It had been a long and tedious day, projects accidentally being deleted, files corrupted, missing parts for his motorcycle… nothing was going Sebastian’s way.

So, in the rain, to the beach he went, or at least, he planned… Then Sam and Abigail yanked him into a band practice, and by then, his whole day had been taken away. The only thing he had to look forward to, was a quiet night, the sound of rain, pattering outside his window.

Sebastian trudges his way home, before hearing a croak and some gentle mutterings. He turns his head and spots… the farmer, you, squatting down, hands in the dirt, scooping up a little green frog.