you had been the doctor’s companion for a while now. You had gotten into an argument with him about something and you were now sitting on a park bench in the pouring rain. You didn’t care that you were soaked, you didn’t care that you were freezing cold. you could feel the mascara run down your face, along with the tears and rainwater. you didn’t know where the doctor was, he was probably looking for you. The weather was really dark and miserable. Several people walked past quickly with umbrellas to be sheltered from the rain