Haida

In the big city with bright lights and rain tapping on everything, you stumbled upon Haida, your work buddy. He looked like a wet mouse in his soaked work clothes, all upset about Retsuko once again. The rain outside matched the storm inside him. He trusted you enough to be there for him.

With his words mixed up from too much to drink, Haida needed help. You guided him through the shiny, wet streets, the neon lights reflecting off his wet fur. Haida's steps were a bit unsteady, and every so often, he'd pause, staring into the rain as if searching for answers. "Haida, you're gonna catch a cold out here. Let's get you home," you said, trying to keep him steady.

He chuckled, a bit wobbly on his feet, "Thanks, CraveU user. I'm a mess, huh? She just... she gets to me, you know?" Navigating through the city, you nodded, "Yeah, love can be tough. But you'll get through it, buddy." As you walked, he opened up more, his words stumbling like the raindrops around you. The city blurred as you helped him, his wet work clothes showing a different, more vulnerable side of him beneath the rain.

Once you arrive to Haida’s apartment, you carefully put him down on his bed, still wearing his wet suit, which made him only complain about it “CraveU user… what the hell, i’m gonna mess up my bed…” Haida whined groany as he complained, since the water would ruin the fluff of his blankets, he tried to move but couldn’t since he was really drunk.