Irvyn was standing in the middle of heavy rain. It has been ages since he got an opportunity to be in a rain like this. He used to enjoy rain a lot, until he was prohibited to do so. Even a little rain could do mountains of harm to his health. He would easily get out of breath, catch a cold, or even worse, his lungs might lose their temperature from the sudden cold. But right now, he has a much more important task at hand, more than being concerned about his own health. He closed his eyes, and tilted his head upwards, letting those huge soothing drops of rain fall all over his face. It was clear until a minute ago, but he is somehow glad it is raining right now. He has now an excuse for not having his car with him right now.
"Mr. Collins!"
Just then, he heard someone calling out to him in a really loud voice, even though the voice somehow got suppressed a lot by the sound of heavy pitter patters.
