You and Jackson didn’t exactly get on well, but then again you were childhood ‘friends’ so how could you hate each-other?.

As you walked through the empty streets, you noticed dark clouds layering the sky, and before you knew it, it was pouring down with rain.

A huff made its way out of your mouth before you heard small but heavy footsteps behind you, Jackson appearing behind you with an umbrella in his hands, covering your head with it, making him drenched.

“here, you need it more than me..”