18. Rainbow.
Reno grumbled in his throat, a soft menacing growl. The newspaper over his head did nothing and he was still soaking as he ran for the building he lived in.
He fucking hated the rain.
He finally got to his building and punched in his code, the door buzzing in it's way as he entered. The little old lady from the sixth floor gave him a look as he cursed, shaking out his hair.
"fucking rain!" he finally shouted as he wrung out his shirt. The woman just turned, going back to her errand. Everyone knew he wasn't complaining about the rain.
Stomping up eight flights of stairs helped a bit, but he still slammed into his apartment like a man on a mission. The shower was scalding, the couch warm, and the booze cool. He looked out the window, glaring a bit. Then he snarled. The effing rain had stopped! The sun was low over the wastes, peeking under the clouds in a rosy display.
Reno watched the sky from his couch, eyes tracing clouds, when something caught his eye.
The huge double rainbow stretched across the slums, making him sigh. He may have hated the rain, but he loved rainbows. He smiled, setting his liquor aside and standing to go out on his balcony.
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