#grace-king.

as if his week couldn’t get any better, it does. between being hit in the back of the head with an onion, getting towed and generally not having good luck, of course he’d get stuck walking across town in the rain. he’d seen the clouds, of course, but figured if he could take a few shortcuts he’d be able to get back home at least half dry. his shortcuts, however, ended up being blocked and elongated his journey a few blocks, and when the rain came it came hard and fast. 

so there he was, hood pulled over his head and shoes drenched, trudging his way down sixth street. despite efforts to keep himself dry, he was still wet to the bone - all that he could do at this point was continue his voyage home. many cars had passed him at this point, some even spraying him with water that had collected in the road, but one in particular stuck out to him.