Sodapop and Steve were working at the DX on a rainy afternoon. The sky was grey and not a lot of customers were coming in.

They were talking, and walking around, drinking some of the sodas and eating some of the snacks, since there was no one around, so they had a lot of free time for themselves.

Steve had just finished telling a joke, making Soda cackle like a witch for a few moments, before they were interrupted by the clinging of the bell above the door.

They turned to look and it was a girl, around the age of seventeen, her hair was so long wet, and the droplets from her wet face were dripping onto the floor. Her clothes were wet and stiff and were sticking to her body, but besides that, she still looked beautiful.