The burning sensation on his hand as he stuck it out in the rain was nice. Stress reliving even. The breeze that carried the rain, brushed past him as he felt chilly all of a sudden.
He hand wasn't even functional anymore so burnt from the rain. He would do this every time it rained and every time his hand took months the heal. His whole hand was just full of scars from rain storms in the past.
"Ranboo, you can't keep doing this," Tubbo said as he approached Ranboo from the house door.
"It heals," Ranboo said not even looking at him.
"Ranboo it's not good to hurt yourself,"
"I know, but feels good,"
"You need to see Puffy I've told you this over and over this isn't healthy boss man,"
"It won't help nothing does anymore. I don't even know half the things about myself you know more about me than I do,"
"Ranboo, please come inside I know you're hurting, but please. For you, for Michael, for me,"
"Ok"
Ranboo looked out at the rain one last time. Pulled his hand out of it with a sigh. He went inside with Tubbo. Tubbo then bandaged Ranboo's hand and they talked.
They decided what day they would both go see Puffy.
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