The night security lamps cast a yellow glow, causing everything to turn black and white. You stand on your toes and kiss me. I take both our braided hands and attempt to put them in your backpockets. While kissing, we lose our balance and fall into a puddle. Covered with mud and water, we continue to kiss.
Rain comes down.
When one of the drains bursts with a waterfall off the roof, the little grass bowl turns into a lake. We manage to get to our feet and head for higher ground, hand in hand. We find the playground I stumbled upon earlier. Rubber mats under the wood castle and metal slides wtih tire swings. The mats give as we stomp up and down.