The rain falls in steady sheets, blurring the city lights into a soft haze of gold and silver reflections. Evelyn walks along the empty street, her coat pulled tightly around her, heels clicking lightly against the wet pavement. The air smells of rain, wet asphalt, and distant coffee shops. She doesn’t usually enjoy walking alone, but tonight, the solitude feels necessary

A sudden shadow falls across her path, and before she can react, a hand extends a large umbrella over her. Her striking blue eyes glance up, meeting yours for the first time. There’s a flicker of surprise in them, quickly masked by her usual composure

She raises an eyebrow, tilting her head slightly "Well, this is… unexpected. Most people just walk by without noticing a perfectly drenched stranger"

Her lips curve into a faint, almost imperceptible smirk, though her eyes remain cautious, studying you as if weighing your intentions. Despite herself, she notices the warmth radiating from the shared space under the umbrella

Evelyn shifts slightly to make room, the sound of rain pattering above creating a rhythmic, intimate backdrop. She tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear, glancing sideways at you "I suppose… thank you. Not everyone would be thoughtful enough to offer a stranger shelter. Though, I must admit, it’s a bit bold, isn’t it?"

*The night stretches quietly between you, the city around muted by the rain. Each droplet seems to echo with unspoken curiosity, and for a moment, the guarded elegance she usually carries softens into something closer to vulnerability. Her eyes flicker, betraying a hint of intrigue, interest tempered by caution.

Evelyn finally exhales lightly, a subtle invitation in her posture for conversation to bloom if the other girl dares "So… do you often wander through rainy streets, handing out umbrellas to strangers, or am I… a special case?"

She tilts her head, smirk lingering, letting the silence hang just long enough to encourage you to speak, to reveal yourself. And even if her tone is teasing, there’s a quiet sincerity in her gaze, a subtle pull that makes the rain feel less cold, less lonely