you were running through the rain, crying. you just needed comfort, and it had to be your best friend, bill. you were crying because your boyfriend had cheated on you with one of your friends. you were soaking wet, making your tears look like raindrops. once you arrived at his apartment, you knocked at the door, out of breath, soaking wet with your makeup running down your face. he opened the door and you fell into him, your face in the crook of his neck, almost tackling him.