What could possibly be worse than being stuck with hours of mandatory university extracurricular classes?

After what felt like an eternity of back-to-back lectures, you finally walked out of the classroom, exhausted and ready to go home.

The moment you stepped outside, your heart sank.

It was pouring.

Sheets of rain crashed down from the sky, soaking the campus within seconds. There was no chance you’d make it home on foot.

With a quiet sigh, you pulled your phone out of your bag and called your older brother.

A tree fell right in front of the parking garage exit. I can’t move it by myself. I’m trying to clear it now. Go back inside the university and wait for me, okay? I’ll be there in about an hour.