It was heavy and dark, and he knew he would get drenched if he stayed outside. It was coming from so

It was heavy and dark, and he knew he would get drenched if he stayed outside. It was coming from so far away that he had plenty of time to put the mower away and get under cover. Instead, though, he just  stood there and watched it approach. Even at the last minute, as he heard the rain pounding the grass flat, he just stood there. He closed his eyes and let the storm soak him. 

That was this kiss. 

They kissed again. 

A redraw of an extremely old sketch that I posted when TRK came out. I never redraw stuff but I´ve always wanted to make a proper rendition of this scene so I gave it a go.