After another showing, the theater started to slow down, lights shutting off and performers being shuffled out the door, bags stuffed with costumes hanging over their shoulders and umbrellas popping open as they stepped out into the rain.
Mathias, of course, had forgotten his own umbrella, instead attempting to use his hands to hide from the water pouring down on him. The girls and Tino hurried away down their respective homes, leaving the soaked man lazily heading across town in search of some place to stay.
He hurried his pace a thunder sounded in the distance, a flash lighting the sky moments later. He passed shops and hotels, but all were full or closed, and it didn't look as if he was going to find a place to stay that night.
"Jesus Christ!" A heavily accented shout rang out from behind the wandering Dane, causing him to spin around in curiosity, only to find himself staring at the stranger from the theater attempting to straighten out his umbrella, swatting at it as it blew in the harsh wind. He grinning, rushing over and quickly snapping the cover back into place, not giving the other any chance to react before he ducked underneath with him, half his body still exposed to the rain.
"Hey, I know you! You were at the show tonight. Like what you see?" Mathias winked, finally raising some sort of reaction from the stranger standing beneath the umbrella next to him.
"Get away from me!" The Norwegian swatted at him, thrusting the umbrella back over to himself and storming off, glancing behind after he had moved down a few shops.
"Come on, just at least tell me your name!"
Mathias called after him, letting out an annoyed grunt.
"Fuck off!"
Things weren't going exactly as well as he had planned.
"Nice to meet you, Fuck Off!"
He shouted back mockingly, although he could still feel his stomach sink as he walked further and further away.
"It's Lukas."
Mathias whipped back around to face a smiling Fin, Tino holding out his umbrella thoughtfully and allowing the man to squeeze his way under- even if it was a bit of a reach.
"Ah, Lukas!" Mathias grinned, shaking his hair out and splattering the shorter man with water. "Sexy."
Tino shook his head in response, sighing.
"Mat, you really shouldn't get involved with the guests-"
Mathias interrupted him with a harsh laugh, pushing him playfully.
"You're one to talk, I've seen you eyeing that guy who hangs around in the back for weeks now!"
"That's different!" Tino blushed, adjusting his grip on the umbrella nervously. "I haven't even talked to him."
"Calm down, I'm not going to do anything stupid, I was just sharing a quick word with him!"
The two ducked into Tino's apartment, both quickly settling in for the night without another word. It was useless to argue with Mathias, he was too stubborn for his own good. If there was one thing he wouldn't be stopping, it was talking to Lukas.
