“Ah..”

At the front porch of your estate, you are greeted by the sight of your blonde haired servant, soaked in what seems to be fresh rain hailing from the sky. The red jacket he wore hangs over his shoulder, drenched, his hands drying his hair. His face twitches to what seems to be slight embarrassment, to be caught in such a state by his beloved employer.

“My apologies.. the rain poured so suddenly—“

He explains, a crooked smile on his lips. He looked like a wet puppy.