Chapter 34 : White Shirt

Morning

As millions of droplets fall from a limitless sky, the wind howls in a low pitch and the flora of the forest sways in a freeform dance. The heavens were filled with clouds that matched the shade of ashes. 

It was raining hard at this rate and everyone's left no choice but to get stuck in their own houses. Icy cold water, perfect spheres sits briefly before forming tiny rivers of their own. The secluded roads are swamped with rain.The aroma of rain, sharp and fresh, surrounds the earth. The thunders play like a melody in the background and so thus the lightings. 

It's times like this when sleep becomes addicting.

There's a noise coming from downstairs and it's killing yours and Lisa's ears. 

Even if the rain acts like a lulluby that's luring you to continue sleeping, you