"Yeah!" Flick agreed, shining a big grin towards Jode, though shrugging to his first question. "Won't be much fun if they are all grumpy because they are soaked."
"Flick!" Ivy began to groan, pointing at the boy's dirty feet. "Where are your shoes and shirt?" She acted very exasperated, but the truth was, she couldn't quite help trying to take care of him still. Flick rolled his eyes at her and then ran out into the rain. It wasn't long before Flick returned, almost completely soaked, with his sopping shoes and shirt in his hands.
"Y'alright?" Flick said, noticing the quiet girl as he sat his clothes down in the corner, laid out to dry. She looked uncomfortable, and Flick couldn't figure out if something was wrong or she was just nervous about the situation in general.










