Cody used to love the rain, the sight, the scent, the feel of it on his skin, everything about it. Until he had no escape from it. The cold seemed to permeate his very being, and to make matters worse this was only his second day homeless. two days in and he was already utterly miserable. Soaked, standing in the middle of a convenience store, glaring at food prices that he suddenly couldn’t afford and considering where he would spend the night. Cause god hates him or some shit, he didn’t know.