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[thewordofweb]

There's a certain kind of misery that goes hand in hand with this rain.I'm sure that enough authors have put words to it that I don't have to. You can't light a cigarette, you can't sail a boat, you can't move a goddamn fucking step without getting ankle-deep in mud and I'm starting to grow weary of it, the same kind of ennui that came with the

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[off_the_ceiling]

There was no way Jess was going back out in the rain, not without a damn good reason, but she was willing to stand in the doorway and look out at the nutjob letting the pelting rain splash down his face. As long as she stayed relatively dry.

"Get your butt back in here," she called out in his direction after a few moments, before someone forced her out of the doorway to get in or--God help them--out into the rain. "I'm not nursing you if you get sick."

[thewordofweb]

That, as she's just suggested, is actually a very real possibility considering how my body and my immune system so often likes to render me sickly and disgusting. I shake some of the excess water from my curled hair and hurry back under the protection of the Compound, letting out a brisk shiver and a laugh as I get in there. "I know it's disgusting out there," I assure, still half-breathless. "But it's invigorating!"

[off_the_ceiling]

"I don't think that word means what you think it means," she said, letting the door fall heavily closed behind him to keep most of the rain outdoors. As the days wore on and the rain didn't stop, it was getting to be a harder and harder task.

[thewordofweb]

I come inside after her, letting out a sharp breath and pushing both hands through my hair again and again, like that will get out all the last droplets. "Have you really been hiding in here the whole time? Ever since it's been raining, then?"

[off_the_ceiling]

"Of course not," said Jess. "I've also spent time in the Cat Scratch Club, the Winchester, the rec center, and any number of other places. I just have the good sense to come in out of the rain."

[thewordofweb]

"You are sorely mistaken if you think that I've ever had any kind of sense," I joke mildly, considering that if anything, I've lacked sense and it's done me in. "I mean, I was just out in the rain and I have an issue with chronic colds. I'm hopeless."

[off_the_ceiling]

"You are," said Jess, because there was certainly no point in arguing with that. "We need to dry you off and warm you up. There's no point in getting sick on top of..." Well, whatever had him sitting out in the rain in the first place. He hadn't offered and she wasn't quite comfortable asking. "And I'm hungry. You can eat with me."

[thewordofweb]

"Yes, miss," I concur, though I am actually grateful for her help. I offer her a hapless grin, soaked to the bone and shaking my head at my situation. "You know, I haven't been on my boat in weeks? I was almost living on that thing and now I'm back to a room that barely even smells familiar."