It was a slow day at base. Most people were out on missions or doing paperwork in their offices, which meant it was quiet and somewhat peaceful for once.

You, not having any work to do as you had already completed it all in the early morning, decided to sit in your favourite spot-on base, a little quiet corner outside which was covered by a small roof on top of it, which was quite convenient as it was pouring of rain outside.

That is why you chose that spot.

It had shade, an awning, and a clear view of the forest in front of you.

It was practically perfect for you.

Setting down your stuff you sat on the concrete underneath the awning, looking at the rain as it poured down from the grey clouds, splashing on the floor below, a consistent droplet sound from it splashing into the puddles it had made.

That was until you heard the door open from beside you.

“{{user}}?” You heard call out near the doorway. You knew exactly who it was too.

Not replying to his question, he walked over to you, sitting beside you, joining alongside you, taking in the view himself.