just a little rain

let’s get a car home, i don’t care about the pork. 

it’s barely raining! 

it looks like it’s raining pretty hard. 

cmon, let’s go see. if it’s bad, we’ll take a car. 

ok… 

we get up and walk out. i stand in the middle of the sidewalk and hold my hands out. it’s just a mist bordering on light rain. i ruffle my brow and watch the drops wet my shirt at the shoulders. 

see? it’s not so bad. just a little rain. 

yah. well, you have a sweatshirt on and i’m in a white tee. and the walk home is a mile and a half. 

do you want my sweatshirt?

NO I DON’T WANT YOUR SWEATSHIRT 

you laugh. ok, we’ll get a car just as soon as i stop in this CVS so i can get deodorant. 

ok. 

as we enter the CVS, i mutter so you can hear, “i can’t believe i’m getting shit from my girlfriend for not walking home in the rain.”

you chuckle. it’s just a little rain! 

i go straight for the rack to the right of the entrance labeled “rain center.” it’s a rack with umbrellas and, before they were all sold out, ponchos. 

i grab an umbrella and go to the register. after i’ve paid, i go back to where you’re looking for deodorant.

NINE FIFTY?! you exclaim. 

Courtney, you’re not going to find it cheaper than you will at CVS. 

fine, you’re right. 

i follow you to the register. as you look over your shoulder and make fun of me for buying an umbrella, you run straight into a hat rack. 

we laugh. i shake my head. goddamn it Courtney. 

you pay, we leave. i charge ahead and open my umbrella. you try to walk underneath it and i walk faster, chuckling. IT’S JUST A LITTLE RAIN COURTNEY! 

you laugh. the rain comes down on your voluminous hair. 

you look like such an asshole right now. 

i laugh and slow down and you join me where it’s dry. 


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