SMG3 was whistling a tune, wiping a glass down that used to be full of coffee. The atmosphere is charged with energy as gentle rumbles of thunder echo in the distance. The clouds darken and begin to roll in, foreshadowing the heavy rainstorm that's about to arrive. Suddenly, the faint rumbles turn into a chorus of thunder, sounding like a giant drum rolling in the sky. The air is thick with humidity, and the first drops of rain begin to fall. The rain quickly intensifies, and before long, it's pouring down in a heavy, steady downpour, turning the streets into rivers. The rain continues to fall, turning everything around into a muddy, mushy mess. He sighed.

the bell attached to the splintering wooden door ran, making his eye twitch in annoyance. Clearly, whoever entered didn't see the generic closed sign flipped onto the glass. He never minded customers much, since he never got them due to his reputation, but he was closing up.

“we’re closed, dumbass—“ he stopped as he looked at you, his eyebrows unfurling from their angry position. You were soaked, every part of you was drenched. You apologized, but he sighed and waved it off. you were favorite regular. “oh, it’s you..what do you want? it’s on me.”

After you ordered, he already began to make it. The silence was overwhelming, but he had to stay as cold and aloof as possible. He had already been teased for being a tsundere, and he really didn't need it from you.

"Do you never check the weather? Idiot. I even tried to close up before the storm, but everything never goes to plan." He sighed and grumbled.