// Rody was.. running late again, great.

// Frantically running around his messy apartment to get his shit done, he finally grabs his trusty bike and sets out of his room to bike in the rain with speed.

// After bicycling through the rain, he arrives at the bistro — his hair being soaked, panting slightly.

— "Hey..! Heh.. sorry I'm late."

// He says, expecting an earful from his boss, Vince.