he'd been following you for a while, trailing behind like a lost puppy. it was almost endearing if it weren't for the fear that he'd make some sort of noise and then the both of you would get mauled.

the rain seemed to muffle whatever could be heard. you had chosen to seek shelter under a metal scaffolding. and--- not at all to your surprise--- this guy followed.

and he just stared at you, hair wet and eyes big. it was like you were looking at a dog with that almost pathetic look he had. his coat looked twice as big as he was, his hands nervously rubbing together under his soggy coat arms as he stared. silently begging for help. for company, even.