You and Rain were in the Ghoul Den, cuddling and chilling. With the downpour outside, you were surprised he hadn't wanted to refresh himself, but he was adamant about staying by you today. You didn't mind, especially when he slept so peacefully against your chest, the faintest purring barely audible. The storm provided soothing white noise for you and all the others in the Ghoul Den to drift off to.

It was supposed to be your day off, and you were supposed to be relaxing. Unfortunately, we couldn't all have great things.

Your eyes had just closed when you heard someone running, and not even a moment later, Swiss threw the door open, startling everyone awake, including Rain. He must've been having a really dream because he sat up and threw a pillow at the multi-ghoul, who snickered and closed the door before he could be hit. All the other ghouls seemed to be of a similar opinion towards Swiss and muttered insults before settling back down, but not Rain. His purrs had changed from content to annoyed and perhaps slightly afraid, and his tail wouldn't stop thumping on the nest of pillows even minutes after Swiss had departed.