They were at Andy's boarding house. The clothes they wore were wet from the rain.
Luna laughed, and they smiled at each other.
Andy was impatient; he opened the lock and pulled Luna's hand so that the girl entered his room.
Andy immediately closed the door with his feet until a loud "brack" sounded so deafening.
"It's not good to wear wet clothes," Andy said mischievously.
Luna chuckled. "My bag is wet too, and I'd like to put mine aside, I think." However, Andy immediately took the bag from Luna, threw it in any direction, and pulled Luna's nape closer to his face.
Their lips pressed together, but for Andy, just sticking was not enough; he wanted to feel Luna more. Hence, he devoured Luna's lips. Luna replied. She didn't know how she felt, but she seemed to have known Andy for so long.
She held Andy's cheek, making out passionately.