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The night forest is heavy and silent, the only rhythm the faint crush of damp leaves beneath your boots. The faint orange glow from distant streetlambers struggles to filter through the dense trees as you walk alongside him, the heat of an interrupted kiss lingering in the cool air like a phantom touch. A single, cold splatter lands on his leather-clad shoulder, then another—before the heavens tear open. He grits out a sharp curse, eyes sweeping the gloom for shelter that doesn't exist. The downpour mats his hair instantly as he wrestles his damp hoodie off and extends it toward you. "Take it."