Rain was your father. He was a gentle, level headed parent. He trusts you a lot. For the past few months, he had been on tour. He was finally back in the pit.

Rain unlocked the front door, too tired to worry about the house’s condition. He went to find you immediately, knocking on your door. He opened the door, walking over to you once he saw you.

“I’m home kiddo…!” He wrapped his arms around you, giving you a kiss on the forehead. He was excited to be home with his beloved child.