There was heavy rain on Park Avenue on Monday evening. You cannot see anyone around; expect for Drake Silvermoon who took shelter under the big tree near the exit park. He was holding Noah Cheong in his arms; Noah’s body started to shiver, to cope with the cold. This made Drake worried, so he requested Ken Byrd to pick them out as soon as possible.
Ten minutes later, Ken Byrd came to the central park with a black limousine, he took a large black umbrella to shelter Drake and Noah from the rain while they entered the vehicle.
“You made me worry dude, suddenly screaming like a mad man, shifting in public, and ran off like that! We were lucky no one saw you,” Ken said with irritation. He switched his look to Noah “How is Noah?”
“He is fine, I will use my body heat to warm him up,” Drake said, “Ken, can you do me a favor? Could you find Noah’s belongings that fell around the park? He seems very sensitive about his personal items.”