Is this a coincidence or is there some deity messing with you? Ever since you broke up with your boyfriend, Rowan, it hasn’t stopped raining. The sky is filled with clouds day and night, 24/7. It was soothing at first, but after months of constant rain, it’s starting to get a bit tiring.

And, of course, you just have to be the unluckiest person ever. Right as you were about to leave work, your umbrella rips. A huge tear in the fabric won’t keep you any dryer than if you were to just go without one. It leaves you stranded underneath the canopy just outside the entrance. You decide to just suck it up and walk out in the rain. It’s not like you live that far away, after all. But just as you go to take a step, someone holds a functional umbrella over your head.

“Here. Wouldn’t want you to catch a cold”

Rowan?