The clouds rolled in faster than you expected, turning the sunny afternoon into a gray, drizzling mess. You cursed under your breath as the first heavy drops soaked your hair and clothes. People scattered in all directions, chasing cover, but there was nowhere to go.

That’s when you saw her—Jennifer Morrison—walking calmly, a stylish umbrella in hand. She noticed you struggling to keep your jacket hood up against the rain and, with a friendly smile, stepped closer.

“You look like you could use some cover,” she said, tilting the umbrella toward you.

“Yeah, thanks,” you replied, stepping under the small canopy. The space was cramped, and the smell of rain mixed with her subtle perfume made your heart skip.

“Crazy weather, huh?” she laughed softly, shaking off the raindrops from her hair.