It was nearing dawn, the rain had started to stop even though it still had sparse rain. The cold that grew tense accompanied Dave's steps, who continued to walk to his house. Soaking wet, Dave kept walking until he arrived in front of his house.
Dave stopped right in front of his door. Even though his body was soaked and walked for hours in the pouring rain, he continued to ignore the chill that was getting more and more piercing to the bone.
It seemed he had to explain two things to Angeline.
First, Dave had to explain why he just came home at dawn like this. And second, why did Dave get soaked like this.
