an evening stroll

after having sufficiently 'stuck around' long enough, amy asked if i wanted to go out for a drink after she got off work. to which i replied in my typical non-suave fashion, "yeah, sure. i can? oh, wait are you talking to me?" she said yes she was, so i said yes i'd go. she closes up shop. it's still pouring down rain. we decide to make a run for it. it was like a monsoon. streets were flooding; thundering; lightning; we're dashing between the store awnings along the way. just getting drenched and loving it. we slowed to a walk for a little while commenting on how crazy all this was. then i ask if she wants to start running again. i pat her on the back-say "alright let's go," and we're off again. running and jumping in puddles like two oversized kids.