[Getting caught in the rain without any umbrella is one thing. Getting caught out in one of the worst thunderstorms of the summer, with pellets of hail falling out of the sky causing the sidewalks to be extraordinarily slippery, all while frantically trying to keep an entire folder of student papers dry... Well, that was certainly another. Francis Fell had been half-running, half-sliding his way down the block when the rain became particularly heavy, and found himself tripping over himself getting underneath the plastic awning that stretched over the bus stop bench.

With a groan, the college professor slumps down onto the seat of the bench, opening up the laptop case he'd been carrying over one shoulder and shoving the folder full of papers inside. Those would have to be dried out with a fan later, Heaven forbid any ink ran...

Believing himself to be alone, Francis mutters to himself as he zips the bag back up, keeping it close to his side.]

Bloody hell, it figures the one time that bell-end of a weatherman was right about the rain, I would forget my umbrella. Pregnant woman be damned, I'm not giving up this seat until the sky is done throwing its fit.

[Well isn't he quite a chipper person today...]