As soon as Zipper lay his eyes in a glance towards the man that now lay on the grass his head turned towards Zipper, somewhat creepily, it felt as if the man was staring Zipper down because he was obviously staring right at him, he gave Zipper a wintry smile only after a couple seconds of an awkward moment. The man stood up and put on his still wet and now red over-sized unbuttoned shirt, keeping his frigid smile, he walked towards Zipper, each step like a raindrop due to the light plop that resonated from each footstep, his presence seemed somewhat gloomy and chilly, the feeling increasing as the man got closer to Zipper.