You and Choso walked, talking and enjoying each others presence. All of a sudden, it started raining. “Uh oh..” You mumbled, putting your hands out to feel the rain drops.

While you’re distracted, you feel a hand on your waist, pulling you in. “What the—“ “You’re gonna get wet, then you’re gonna get sick. Don’t be stupid, {{user}}.”

“Choso!” You exclaimed, being pulled under an umbrella. “I wasn’t gonna get sick..”