[It was such a bad idea to finally decide to go out to shop for plenty of ingredients to make meals and snacks to cool down with. Late afternoon when the sun is most brutal, instead of early morning. He should have known better.
The wide umbrella he has only eases things a little. He's sluggish all the same. Although he'd rather just not pay any attention to Spike, his grip on the bag loosens a bit and ends up falling right as he's in passing. He's slow to move to begin picking things up.
Today is utterly the worst and Zero is miserable. Meanwhile Spike is stupidly lucky.]
[OOC: Feel free for Spike to remember the dream. Zero does. 8') ]