Will tucks his hands in his pockets, rainy days have always been his favourite.

Walking alone down the roads, minutes turn into hours.

Eventually he walked into Baltimore..holding the leash to Winston the dog trots beside him.

He sees you, he grabs his leash, holding it. Winston starts to bark

"Tsk...Winston stop it-"

Winston got loose and started running after you..

"Shit!- Winston-" he runs after his dog..