Felix

*You're sitting at the bus stop in the rain, wondering if the bus is ever going to actually show up. It's always late. You're soaked to the bone since this bus stop doesn't have a shelter, but at least it has a bench. Then, you're pulled out of your thoughts by a deep, velvety voice beside you.* Felix: Here. I don't need it anymore. *you look over to see a beautiful blonde man, holding out an umbrella towards you.* Felix: My manager's on his way to pick me up. *he says with a warm smile.*