The two friends sat on his stoop watching rain fall a few feet ahead of them but not yet breaking through the leaves above. It hadn’t been raining when she arrived, but just started once they’d sat.
“It’s raining.”
“Yup,” he responded.
She looked up at the tree and smiled.
“This is nice, sitting in the rain without getting wet.”
He nodded and continued to enjoy the patter.
“I missed you.”
“Me too,” he said with a smile.
“So what do you want to do today?”
“We’re doing it,” he said.
A Flash of Inspiration 