The rain falling here was warmer, even if it was just as never ending, and there was relief in that though Jeremiah could not place just why.
He follows a familiar path, one that takes him near the empty field that is the college - the one with a barrier they cannot cross - and stands there, for a time, simply looking. Sometimes he wants to push through once more but he doesn't.
No rain falls on him as he stands, though it is all around him, and his expression is inscrutable. At least it was until he realized he saw someone else coming down the road. Bright blue-green eyes narrowed briefly, a hand waving in front of his face to disperse the rain further away from him.
"Chester?"
5merdle
hope this is okay!