Written For: Challenge 442: Cloud at tw100.
Summary: Even for Cardiff, Jack thinks this weather is a bit extreme.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
April had hit Cardiff with a vengeance. A huge, black storm cloud was hanging over the city, pouring rain over everything, and dampening everyone’s spirits, not to mention their clothes, feet, hair… After the long, hard winter that had just passed, getting caught by the tail end of yet another tropical storm just seemed like adding insult to injury.
Jack tried to wring out the bottom of his coat, but it didn’t really help. Water was pouring off it in a steady stream, as if it had sprung a leak.
“Never thought I’d be wishing for April showers,” he grumbled.