Rain— the whimsical melody of the soft pitter-patters against the pavement; the glorious sight of it in general was soothing. Many people may think not, but the rain is quite appealing.

You’re Tord’s roomate, since he was excluded from the people he lived with after he tried to kill them with a giant robot, that ultimately exploded and nearly killed him.

Today was a rainy day, so what better to do than watch it? You were sat on the porch, watching the rain until the door cracked open behind you. You paid no mind to it, but there stood Tord, silently glancing down at you.