'Dear Virgil,
Don't you like the rain? I usually see you out playing in the rain. The look on your face always says that you're happy. I love it when you're happy. Perhaps... we could play in the rain together. Only a suggestion...
~Roman'
Virgil smiled. 'I do like rain...'
He got up and walked out of his room. He passed Roman's. He decided to knock on his door first. It opened, revealing Roman.
"Oh, greetings, Virgil! I thought you would be out playing in the rain by now..." He said.
"I was just about to go out there... but I was wondering if you would join me." Virgil smiled.
Roman smiled as well. "Of course, let's go, shall we?"
They linked arms and went to the imagination to play outside.
Let's just say... they both got colds the morning after.