Rain:I'll write a drabble (one) of two characters having fun in the rain

Xander tried, for the fifth time, to light the cigarette hanging out of his mouth, his free hand cradled above it, attempting to keep the rain away. And for the second time, that hand got burned. He groaned before looking back toward his companion who stood several feet away. "C'mon, Fred, be a pal. Lemme use your umbrella already."

The blond man tossed a lazy glance over his shoulder, no sympathy in gaze. "I would, but that would be supporting this little habit you have. So I think I'll stay over here 'til you're ready to head back inside." He stuck one hand in his coat pocket, readjusting his hold on his umbrella with the other.

"You became such an asshole since you started dating Kate," the older man muttered, trying yet again to light his cigarette. It was no surprise when he failed for the sixth time. "Goddammit..."

Fred gave a laugh, actually turning to face his best friend after that comment. "Well, that's just giving her too much credit. You and I both know I was like this way before we got together." He shrugged, adding, "That said, still not sure why you're still friends with me."

"Been asking myself that same thing..."

He laughed again. "C'mon, it doesn't look like that's gonna work out. Let's just go get a drink."

"Or you could lend me that stupid umbrella."