Today just wasn't your day. Everything that could've gone wrong did, and at the end of it you'd forgotten to bring an umbrella so you were out sobbing in the rain.

A sudden warmth envelops you and for a moment you think the rain has died down. But no. Standing above you was Chris, that usual bland look on his face but concern in his eyes.

"You're gonna catch a cold." He's simple, but quiet. You know he's right. "C'mon, let's get you home."