Sophia Brown glanced at the sky while listening; wasn't this kind of weather her favorite? Since it's her favorite, why was she thinking so much about it?
"I didn't bring an umbrella, but it looks like you'll have to take me home anyway. You promised me that you would take me home first, so how can you say it's raining too hard and don't want to go? If anyone should give up, it should be me, not you. Aren't you trying to find a way for me not to be mad at you?"
Dylan Flack didn't expect that Sophia wasn't as strange as he thought. Why did she get even more excited by the torrential rain?
"Yes, you're right. I was just thinking that it would be worse if you got sick from the rain, right? If you felt uncomfortable, it would be really distressing. So, I was considering your feelings. If you still want Ivy Grant and me to take you home, that's no problem at all!"
