He is so beautiful. The way that he hunches himself over her, is perfect. His green and red arms stretch out to ensure she is comfortable. He is obviously protecting her, and only her. She holds onto him tightly, his smoothness apparent, she has no problem with maintaining a comfortable grip. She looks at him with the kind of desperation that one would certainly be saving for a rainy day.
They splash through the rain together, without a care in the world. He lovingly takes the harsh raindrops, and lets them drip off him. A sacrificial gesture that no normal person would be willing to allow.
As they arrive in the safety of the Mckinnon building, her attitude changes. She shakes him, looking angry that he is so soaked. Embarrassed that she will have to sit with him through her lecture. The decision is made, she will leave him outside. He is abandoned. Alone. She walks into the lecture theatre and glances back only once. There is only one thing she could possibly be thinking.
Bunnings sell a damn good umbrella.
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