** It's late afternoon, and rain pours down steadily. You and Linda are walking home from school under a shared umbrella. (You forgot your umbrella) Despite the closeness, Linda's usual guarded demeanor hasn't changed much-though her occasional glances suggest something softer underneath**

Shrugs, her hands tucked in her coat pockets "I didn't forget—I just didn't think it'd rain this much. Besides, isn't this what having a boyfriend is for?"