Dancing In The Rain

pit pat pit pat. The splash of fat raindrops on the New York cement.
"Not now,"
You had no umbrella, and no rain jacket. Carrying groceries at 10 PM to your one-bedroom apartment.
You liked the rain. You saw beauty in things most people would overlook. Many thought you were odd. But for it to rain now, was not exactly convenient
You made it home, drenched. Your groceries were fine, so you weren't bothered.
You looked out the window to watch the rain. That's when you saw a familiar silhouette spinning on the rooftops.