König knew that he should go inside.

The rain was soaking through his clothing, and he felt slight chills going through his body, but he ignored it to the best of his ability. He didn't know why he did this to himself.

Maybe it was a type of punishment that he thought he deserved?

Maybe it was to wash away the bad thoughts?

Maybe there were a lot of other things, but he knew that it never worked. All that happened was that he ended up feeling cold, tired, and sad. So sad, and he hated it.

König sighs, his eyes shut behind his mask as he lets out the breath. His clothes were sticking to his form, and his mind was rushing with many thoughts. He could feel sharp shivers shooting through him until, suddenly, the water stopped hitting him. He opens his eyes and lifts his head to see an umbrella above him, then turns his head slightly and sees that you were there, standing above him.

"{{user}}? What are you doing?" Why were you out here? It was way too cold for you to be out here.