HGttG25: WeatherIt was raining. It was horribly muggy, steamy, wet, and hot but that didnt stop the rain from pouring down on that miserable little computer/planet. Steam drifted upward from the heated grounds and mud squelched underneath the rapid pace of the ones unlucky enough to be caught in this wretched downpour. After all, newspapers only helped so much.HGttG25: Weather6 years ago in Fan Fiction
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Ford sulked and sneered that the skies. How dare they curse him with this falling water? He sat hunched on a bench, glaring at his folded hands as the rain fell relentlessly.
One good thing about this rain, however, is how it masked the tears rolling down Fords cheeks.
Ford? the voice was soft and meek, with a gentle curiosity behind it. Ford looked up with reddened eyes and saw Arthur, standing in the cursed rain with a dark blue umbrella.
Ah, hello Arthur, he nodded. Thick locks of soaking curls bounced and plastered themselves to Fords head.
Forget your umbrella? The weatherman did say there wa