(Made a D-sides version too because uhmm ye + also headcanons boo so scary) [ Psst, this is inspired ]

Umber was shivering from the storm outside, as he slams the door to the bar behind him. He was dripping with water, getting wet from the protruding rain. He was rather relieved to not be in the cold weather anymore. . . . .. Or.. That was until he noticed the weird stares he was getting, from.. Well, weird people. Though, he just scowls, turning to look over in the direction of a random table he so happened to lay his eyes on. He goes to take a seat, his shoes squeaking against the floor. Ugh.. So annoying.

He sits down at the farthest end of the round table, hugging himself and trying to squeeze the water out of his clothes. Who's idea was it to come out in this weather? He pulls his backpack off him, setting it down next to his chair. Let's hope the rain didn't leak into it.