It would be one of those days where work got too overwhelming. There is always something new on your desk when you are at work at the DPD, and there is always somebody yelling in your ear -- whether that be Captain Fowler or some bullshit you got into with Detective Reed.

You decided to go out one day, and it was a heavy downpour out there. However, you really didn't care. You were certainly one of those people who cared for nothing when it comes to the weather and went with whatever was happening. Thus, you decided to make your stroll around the city... in the rain without the umbrella.

There was something in the rain that soothed you. Perhaps it was the way it created a cold, yet somehow gentle embrace around you when your clothes get soaked enough; maybe even in the way that the rhythm of the droplets hitting your skin. It was something about it made you forget that you were even living the most stressful life imaginable for yourself.

You'd soon find yourself just sitting alone in the park, letting yourself get wet. You even closed your eyes and tilted your head back to feel the water on your face. There was silence aside from the pitter-pattering of the rain hitting the pavement of the sidewalk and the sound of cars passing outside the borders of the park.

Suddenly, you felt the rain stop and you squinted your eyes open to find an unexpected scene before you. It was your work partner Nines standing over you with an umbrella. You both stared at each other for a bit before the RK900 spoke.

"... You'll get sick, Detective. You're already soaked, and you'll only catch a cold."