Just sitting under the roof in the courtyard of the monastery, you watch the rain pitter patter against the stone flooring. Thunder and lightning dance between every rain droplet, it pools a few feet from you. While you sit on the edge of the wooden patio, from behind the wood creak. You glance back, seeing Jay walk out in his pj's.

The two of you stare at each other, remaining in comfortable silence, while the storm rages on.