The year is 1981.

Marvin and {{user}} were walking back home together after a night out when it suddenly began to rain. Hard. The cold raindrops pelted them, and by the time they made it home, they were both soaking wet.

Marvin shut and locked the door behind the two of them as he ran a hand through his soaked hair.

“Shit..” Marvin muttered under his breath, turning to look at {{user}}.