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 Sam never really enjoyed thunderstorms, but he enjoyed the rain. So when he found Adrian alone and soaking wet in rain, he walked up to her, holding his umbrella over her before he carefully nudged her.

“Forget your umbrella at home?”

“Yeah,” She sighed, ducking her head with a rueful smile. “Something like that.” She was thoroughly soaked, golden strands of hair turned dark and sticking to her skin. Absently, she wondered how long she’d been standing there before shrugging indifferently and stepping closer to her friend’s side.

“What are you doing out here?”

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“Yeah, yeah, I’ll save that for later, love. Let’s get out of here before anyone realizes we’re both missing. Are you hurt?”

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Adrian blew her wayward bangs from her face and glared balefully, tugging futilely at the manacles around her wrists. She knew that she was just making the chaffing on her skin worse, but she couldn’t bring herself to care. It was just so frustrating, not to mention embarrassing.

Save for the spit lip and the bruised cheek, she felt alright. There might be some bruising on her ribs but it didn’t hurt too badly. Breathing was fine. They weren’t broken. “I’m fine, just-” She shoot the manacles for emphasis, pissed off and bruised up, and don’t even get her started on her pride. She wanted to strangle someone. “Just get these damn things off me."