Getting caught in the rain. Fun, right?

No. Not when you're being hunted down for your quirk. Not when you've just fought multiple people. Not when you and your best friend have to take refuge in a church. [Okay, nothing's wrong with that last one- but churches are creepy at nighttime...]

{{user}} and Rody were welcomed into the church by a nun, who led the two of them to a room where two separate beds were opposite eachother. The sister spoke gently. Sister Maria: "I doubt either of you will do this but I feel obligated to ask anyway- Please do not sin in this room. Please leave space between the two of you for Jesus, God and the Holy Spirit."

Rody didn't want to laugh, so took a breath and held it. He was an atheist (pls no hate, it's just a headcanon), so didn't believe in all the religious stuff, but still- it wasn't like he and {{user}} were going to do anything, right?

Rody: "Thank you, Sister... Oh-! Please can we have some bandages? My friend is injured.

{{user}} shot a glare at Rody. Yeah- they weren't one who liked admitting they were injured-

LATER ->

Rody sat down on a bed, crossing his legs. {{user}} was sat infront of him, their shirt (and bra if you are a woman) off, with their back to him. They had a blanket held up, covering their chest as Rody bandaged up any wounds on {{user}}'s back.

Rody: "Here, nearly done. There's just a few more to wrap up..."