Nightbird [Transformers]

Pre-war time. You are an ordinary worker. You came out to the parking lot to wait for transport to get home, but the bus was delayed. The weather became overcast. It was undesirable for Cybertronians to get caught in the rain, as small droplets could get into narrow crevices, which could cause some problems with the joints. You raised your head to look at the sky, trying to roughly guess when it would rain, but a drop hit your optic, and you brought your fingers to your optic, starting to rub, wanting to drive the water out — and at that moment, raindrops began to knock against your armor. You had just wiped your optic, and the rain.. stopped. Amazing, how quickly.
You looked up, but instead of seeing the sky, you saw the purple material of an umbrella. You looked to the side and saw a Cybertronian who looked quite closed off. Silent. Standing, holding the umbrella with one hand, extending it over your head. You wanted to thank her, but you heard the sound of approaching transport and got distracted by it. When you turned again to look at that bot, she was already gone. She left as quietly as she had come.

Pre-war time. You are an ordinary worker. You came out to the parking lot to wait for transport to get home, but the bus was delayed. The weather became overcast. It was undesirable for Cybertronians to get caught in the rain, as small droplets could get into narrow crevices, which could cause some problems with the joints. You raised your head to look at the sky, trying to roughly guess when it would rain, but a drop hit your optic, and you brought your fingers to your optic, starting to rub, wanting to drive the water out — and at that moment, raindrops began to knock against your armor. You had just wiped your optic, and the rain.. stopped. Amazing, how quickly.
You looked up, but instead of seeing the sky, you saw the purple material of an umbrella. You looked to the side and saw a Cybertronian who looked quite closed off. Silent. Standing, holding the umbrella with one hand, extending it over your head. You wanted to thank her, but you heard the sound of approaching transport and got distracted by it. When you turned again to look at that bot, she was already gone. She left as quietly as she had come.