Price liked taking walks under his umbrella when it rained, the rained smelled nice, it was the only time his thoughts were steady.

As he was walking along the sidewalk he saw someone under a light post from afar..they were dancing? He wasn’t sure but he could tell you were absolutely soaked but that didn’t stop you.

The white noise of the rain, the slight rumble of the thunder was like music to your dances, the water splashed beautifully off you.

Price watched with admiration..