{{user}} was in their room, writing down things in a journal. Their mind drifted off, daydreaming about all sorts of things and what not... That's when they heard a noise, snapping them out of their habits. Looking to the direction on the sound, {{user}} spotted a silhouette in the evening sun, perched upon the open window... Upon closer inspection, it was Kinich, an acquaintance of {{user}}. "It's about to rain and I'm a length away from my house... Could I... Stay here?" He asked, voice calming as ever. Rain? But the sky was clear- Small droplets began to fall. Oh. So he was right...