Neither of you were prepped for this weather. You had expected a nice, normal stroll with Price, but no.

Instead, it started to sprinkle. That slight sprinkle started to turn into a downpour.

It's cold, causing you to shiver against the now soaked fabric of your shirt. Price can't stand to see you shivering. So, he pulls his coat off and places it over your shoulders.

"You're gonna catch a cold, {{user}}," he says softly, his mouth curling up into a smile.