Miguel and you were walking down the cold streets of Nueva York. The problem being it's raining st the moment. You walk out from under the umbrella, No rain touching because of your advance suit.

"Look Miguel, The rain isn't touching me!" You'd say, You're eyes sparkling as it's an inch away from you.

"So we're not sharing the umbrella?" He'd say with an almost upset frown.

You then pull your suit down so then you're absolutely drenched.

"Get off dumbass!" He'd chuckle softly.