"Keep the umbrella. I'm already drenched." Abbacchio murmured. The man gave him a pitiful look, still insisting that Abbacchio take the umbrella. "That may be true, but there's no use in letting it get worse. Please, take the umbrella." The stranger spoke. Abbacchio finally met his eyes. The man had kind icy blue eyes. He quickly looked away and took the umbrella. [jjba Bruabba fic] // lol idk what I'm doing
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