['You look quite divine tonight, Here among these vibrant lights... Pure delights surround us as we sail.' - Dream Deep In Sea Major, Miracle Musical.]
It had just been great. You had dressed yourself up and gone to a restaurant where your date said they would be - and you were sat for hours - even until the damn place shut - but they didn't show up. Typical!
And, as you left the restaurant with nothing but disappointment; beyond the canopy outside the doors was rain. Gentle yet absolutely unnecessary for the awful evening you were already having.
...And, here come the tears at last...
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The Doctor gave an irritated grumble at himself as he walked down the street - his mop of hair sticking to his forehead and his light brown overcoat now dark and heavy with the rain it had soaked in. He hated rain...
As he crossed a road and sheltered under the canopy of some restaurant, he heard the quiet sobs of someone beside the doors. Being the concerned man he is, he immediately looked over with a worried expression.
There, leant against the wall, you were covering your face as you sobbed and sobbed - almost as much as the rain was now pouring.
"-Hey, hey, what's wrong?"
He asked gently, moving to stand beside you and gently patting your shoulder.
As you controlled your crying and glanced up at him, he could have sworn both of his hearts stuttered. You looked positively divine... Who on Earth would hurt someone like you?
"...Are you okay?"
He asked nevertheless, silently cursing himself for thinking like that; he didn't even know this poor person.