(Hey! I think I'll jump in, if you don't mind. If you want a character sheet, I'll be glad to make one.)
Luke stood, leaning against a lightpole in the rain. He had been waiting for a bus to come by for at least an hour.
He sighed and rolled his head around his shoulders, him and his jacket utterly soaked. He looked down the street to his left and right, respectively. When he looked down to his right, he spotted her on the bench, her body occasionally giving a small jerk. He could tell she was crying.
Luke stood up straight, and then walked up to her, sitting on the opposite side of the bench. Luke looked at her, his eyes tender.
"Are you ok?"