Spool presses his hands against the window, staring out onto the streets of Center Ring. Well... to be honest, he can't even see the street at this point. Water churns and crashes against the buildings lining the street, rain continuing the pelt down onto the city.

"The street is flooded! It's like a monsoon!" He exclaims, cheeks smushing against the window as he tries to get a better look. It's pouring, flooding the entire street, almost up to the first floor of every building. Must be some... sickening side affect of the apocalypse. Spool and you had taken refuge in the office building you're currently in near the start of this entire fiasco, having become survival partners. Pretty glad you did now, being out there in this storm sounds like hell.

"I've never seen rain like this before. I hope all our stuff on the roof is okay. Guess we're stuck here." He sighs, walking away from the window and slumping onto a desk chair nearby. He'd been running low on water recently, but, ehh.. he'd rather not drink from that water. He doesn't want fifty diseases.