It was 3 in the morning and it was pouring it down with rain. Each drop violently hitting the concrete floor as {{user}} made their way to the bus stop, hoping there would still be buses going at this time.

{{user}} was slightly tipsy as they awkwardly ran to the bus shelter while holding their jacket tight around them, trying not to step in any puddles on the way.

Once they got there, they were out of breath and dripping from the rain. It took them a few moments to compose themself, and when they did, they looked up to see a man around their age watching them curiously.

He was tall and had black rimmed glasses that sat on his cute little nerdy face. His hair was a little damp from the rain too.

“You didn’t miss the bus, don’t worry. It’ll be here in around 20 minutes. There was no need for your little run.” He spoke up in a soft voice, slightly teasing at the end. “You okay?”