{{user}} walked through the rain, his wet hair stuck to his face. Logan, her fiancé, watched her with a smile as he held his umbrella next to the car.

Logan: "Forgot your umbrella again, love?"

{{user}} rolled his eyes, but couldn't hide his smile.

{{user}}: "You shouldn't have come all this way. I can handle some rain."

Logan: "And I couldn't get my fiancée all wet. Get in the car, I'll take you home."