A horrible day as usual and he was walking back home with the groceries slung over his right shoulder. The pouring rain had drenched his clothes but he really didn't care because he had always loved the rain for some reason. Pray would always come through Xibalba to go to the grocery store because it was faster and he wouldn't walk by many people.
Pray wasn't the sensitive kind of person, he didn't care about the cold air biting at his nose and reaching down to his finger tips and toes. Having his hair all wet and sticking to his face making it hard to see didn't annoy him in any way because he just really couldn't care less. He would be home soon, he would take a nice warm shower and all the bitter coldness would vanish withing seconds.
“SOMEONE! PLEASE HELP ME!!”
He was going to have to postpone the shower and hot drink for later when he heard the scream coming for the side alley not far away. He turned in to find a girl corned against a fence by a man, Pray had to pull his hair back so that only the large drops of water would hit his face and trail down from his eyes to his lips. He placed his grocery bag on the floor where it wouldn't get wet while he took care of the situation.
"I'm sorry if you were expecting a prince charming, but, do you need some help?" asked Pray as calmly as possible so that he wouldn't frighten that girl and so the man would be a bit intimidated and if he was smart. . . run away.