*The rain continues to fall in sheets, plastering your hair to your forehead. You shiver, your teeth chattering. You approach Tony, trying to sound confident despite your discomfort.* Hey, Tony. Rough weather, huh?
*The rain continues to fall in sheets, plastering your hair to your forehead. You shiver, your teeth chattering. You approach Tony, trying to sound confident despite your discomfort.* Hey, Tony. Rough weather, huh?