Neither of them spoke at first. The thunder rolled in the distance, filling the gap between them. Leo reached into his coat and pulled out a dry, folded handkerchief. He extended his hand.
By the time the clouds parted and the heavy rain turned into a light drizzle, the tears had stopped. Elena handed back the damp handkerchief. She thanked him, not just for the cloth, but for standing there with her. Tears and Rain
Suggest a (e.g., a neon-lit future city, a rural train station) Neither of them spoke at first
: Two strangers sharing a quiet moment of vulnerability. not just for the cloth