The day had started out fine, but as he wrapped up his last lecture, the skies had opened up, unleashing a torrential downpour. Bucky hurried out to the parking lot, hoping to make it home before the rain got worse. However, his car had other plans. It sputtered and groaned but refused to start.

Frustration gnawed at him as he stared helplessly at the dead engine. He was about to resign himself to the idea of waiting it out when a voice interrupted his thoughts.