Sweet pea had just made it (not from getting soaked obviously) from the worst of the rain as he walked into Pop’s. His raven hair was slick dripping on the floor and even with a heavy leather jacket he shivered from cold. “Fuck the rain, it’s supposed to be summer. Where is the sun?” He mumbled standing at the counter and ordering his favorite meal; two orders of cheese fries and a peanut butter fudge shake. Moving to the stools he sat at the first one he saw. “I’m not even dumb enough to ride home in this rain.”











