Singing in the Rain

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     Freak weather wasn’t something that was uncommon to Alfred, since he could travel his country and get every different types of weather known to man through those travels, yet he did expect some normalcy when the weather said nothing but sunshine for the next few days. He thought Arthur was just being paranoid or too accustomed to the rain back in his home, but never in his wildest dreams did he think the older male was going to be right. His eyes trailed to see what Arthur had seen moments before him, and he turned to face the other with a pleading look in his eyes. “You can make fun of me later, but share your umbrella with me. Please.”