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Large, dark clouds hovered over the horizons, casting the city in dull, ashen tones. Uncertainty painted the sky as the chances of a warm, golden orb waking up from its slumber were slim to none. A cold breeze blew across the area, bringing with it many drops of rain that strummed all over the ground, dampening the pavements.
With your arm propped on the windowsill, you rested your cheek against your palm, watching the light and the gentle pitter-patter of the rain. As your gaze landed on the wet streets, people scurried for shelter; umbrellas were blooming like flowers. Several puddles began forming as the rainfall became heavier.
A breath of chilly wind seeped through the tiny cracks of the window; the intruding breeze lightly nipped your exposed flesh that elicited a quiver that ran down your spine. You immediately wrapped your arms around your torso, palms curving around the shape of your shoulders.
“Why is he taking so long,” you whined as a numbing pain enshrouded your body.
