Utterly Mad

He puts his backpack above his head to shelter himself from the rain as he runs over towards where people are taking cover. Even though the landscape was normally painted in heavy shades of dull greys, JC enjoyed the rain. It meant that he didn't have to tend the crops, and the sounds of it hitting the surface always calmed him down.

Once under the roof he'd look around for his friend to see what he missed this morning.