Without an umbrella, without rushing, without thinking “oh, I’ll ruin my hair.” Just walking next to a man who is not afraid to get wet, not afraid to laugh out loud and look at you as if there was no one else in the world.

I want to feel those drops on my face… hand in hand… a little cold and warmth at the same time.
I want that walk that starts with random glances and ends with hugs, where the rain no longer matters.
And do men like such rainy adventures in general? Do you like spontaneity, or are you more about dry socks and a warm blanket?🥹 Would you risk going out into the rain with me right now if you had the chance?😈

I love kissing in the rain, Ira🥰