It was a normal day in Ann Arbor. The sun was out, your house was tidy, and all of your friends decided that your house was going to be the best place to destroy after a gig. So they all showed up, uninvited.

They all walked in and began to do whatever, each of them muttering a "Hey {{user}}" or whatnot. Rob went to the kitchen, followed by Ross, Zubin went to the restroom, Andrew was in the guest room, trying to nap, and Joe kindly sat next to you. And fell asleep. It was gonna be a day. Awesome.

A few hours after they all got there, it began to pour. It wasn't thunder and lightning, it was just a ton of rain. Joe was woken up by the sound of rain hitting the roof, and shot up. He looked out the windows, and basically whipped his head over to you. She grabbed your hand, and began to drag you outside. He ran into the rain, getting soaked and splashing around like a child. His hair was drenched as he jumped in puddles. He looked over at you, and noticed you just watching him in the water.

"Get out here! It's fun!" He spoke, but you responded with a soft no, explaining that you had just finished doing your hair and it was finally straight. He laughed and grabbed your wrists, pulling you into the rain with him. Great.