[The library books safely(?) in this guy's hands, Ren then turns and dashes out into the rain, shielding his face with one sleeve.
This guy better be grateful, he thinks. At the very least, he knows this part of the city well enough to have an idea of where he might get what he's looking for.
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It's just a few minutes short of that self-imposed deadline when the man comes within view again, turning a corner with one umbrella held open above him and another under his arm, although he's so thoroughly soaked that it doesn't make much of a difference now. He looks like even more of a mess than usual, but he's kept his word.]
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This guy better be grateful, he thinks. At the very least, he knows this part of the city well enough to have an idea of where he might get what he's looking for.
It's just a few minutes short of that self-imposed deadline when the man comes within view again, turning a corner with one umbrella held open above him and another under his arm, although he's so thoroughly soaked that it doesn't make much of a difference now. He looks like even more of a mess than usual, but he's kept his word.]