(Because I want to. Original fic.)
For a brief moment, as I was clearing the table, I looked outside and watched the rain. It spattered against the patio furniture and the large glass doors covering one portion of one wall. I was tempted to step outside and let the rain wash me away.
The moment passed, however reluctantly, and I realized that all I would get if I stepped outside would be angry parents and sopping wet pyjamas.