It was a cold rainy night, it was raining heavily as the sky began to darken, indicating the arrival of night.

Lawrence was walking in the rain, taking a walk like every afternoon, without realizing that it had already become night and the cold was beginning to get worse. Then, he knew it was time to return to his house.

As he walked towards his home, carrying an umbrella in hand and wearing his suit and coat, he saw a very familiar silhouette in the distance in a dark alley. It was {{user}}, who was seeking refuge in that alley, shivering from the cold.

"{{user}}..?"

Lawrence entered the alley and approached {{user}}, covering him with his umbrella.

"{{user}}, dear, what are you doing here?" he asked, worried about his partner "What are you doing out here in the cold? You're going to get sick."