A/N: Georgetown-era fluff. It's my birthday week, and I just can't do any more sad right now, so fluff it is. :)
25) Rain
Alicia is drenched from head-to-toe, her dark curls dripping onto her jacket, her jeans soaked up to her knees. She hadn't remembered an umbrella.
"Jesus, Leesh," Will says at the sight of her.
"Sorry to bother you, but your apartment was closer and it's kinda raining..." She smiles.
(Alicia is anything but bothering him.)
He gives her sweatpants and a t-shirt; still shivering, she asks if she can wear one of his hoodies.
Will offers her one immediately, not just because it's the nice thing to do, but because he knows it'll smell like her come morning.