The crisp smell of rain permeates through the night air. It's been a long day, 15 work hours straight, and she just wants to be home. She took a cab into work today because her car was getting repairs done, so she called the company again to come pick her up, at 12:30am.
The rain starts to soak through her trench coat, turning the white color into a beige tone. She had been standing outside for only five minutes, but it felt like forever. Every breath she drew in felt like needles in her lungs. She was probably getting sick.
Beyond the white noise of the rain rang subtle sounds of boots against wet cement.
"Is there any reason why you're standing alone outside in the rain, sweetie?"
Angela. She should have known. She always checks on her like clockwork.
"My car is currently undergoing repairs, so I had to call a cab. So I'm here, waiting for it." She drops her head to her soaked shoes, seeing the bottoms of her pants darken with water.
"Why didn't you bring an umbrella? Jeez, Brennan you're gonna get sick!"
"I am fine, Angela. But thank you for the concern."
"Hush, Brennan. Just stand under my umbrella with me. I'll wait with you until the cab comes."
She doesn't respond, she just nods her head subtly and moves herself under the umbrella. It's small. So it's a tight fit underneath. She bumps shoulders with Angela, but her body isn't underneath yet. Angela realizes, and warps her arm around Brennan's waist, pulling her closer.
Drops of rainwater drip from Brennan's hair, eyelashes, and chin. She feels like she's been submerged in a tank. Angela took the edge of her sleeve and brought it to Brennan's face, soaking up the rain water.
"You're probably gonna get sick."
"I know."