(Umbrella thing)

The two had been star gazing when the clouds rolled in, too far from the invisible car to make it back in time. The water turning the cubed food back into its proper form and thus unfortunately abandoned in their dash back to shelter. Anna held the picnic blanket up over their heads, Syx laughing stupidly as he leaned against her. They were both getting soaked regardless, “You know this just means we’ll have to cuddle for warmth.”