Funny Quote Rain Novels & Stories

it read. Immediately, his tired looking face lits up with a smile, feeling a warm glow in his chest. Xander replies quickly, "Nope, just got in from work. The rain was insane!" Susan: I know, right? I was caught in it too. But I love the rain, don't you? Xander smiles, loving her sense of humor already. "Yeah, it's nice to see the city in a different light. But it's also a pain when you forget your umbrella."

“Ouch! Sh*t!” I yelled when I dashed my big toe unintentionally against a stone, going through the woods to find refuge under the heavy rain pouring down tonight with my broken heart. Why does it always have to rain each time I'm having a bad day? I guess it's just me alone against the world.

"It's fun! My grandmother used to tell me this before she died; 'You don't have to wait for the storm to pass when you can actually dance in the rain!'" Sighing, he shook his head. "When I say you think and act childish, you always prove me right. She didn't tell you that for you to practically dance in the rain! It has a literary meaning!" "I know! But still it's fun!" "It doesn't look like this rain is going to stop anytime soon." Josie told him, bringing him back to the present. For a moment, he was smiling while thinking about Annette and when Josie talked, he cleared his throat. He watched as she stepped forward and stretched her hand into the rain.

The rain was pouring, like it was punishing everyone in this place. “Rain...” she whispered. “Do you think rain makes everyone sad?”

“Is it the rain?” I nod, unable to stop a pathetic pout. He looks at me with an expression that is almost pained. “A wise man once said: a wet knot is harder to untie,” he says, reaching into his pocket for a handkerchief. “Who said that?” I furrow my brows. “Me. Just now,” he answers, and I can't help it—I laugh. He laughs too, the sound warm and grounding. “The rain is only going to make today better, okay?” He wipes my tears as carefully as if he’s handling fine china.

“I used to be sick and was hospitalized for a very long time.” “What pain are you suffering from?” interrupted Diana anxiously. Adrian smiled faintly. “It's not a very important disease,” he dodged. “And I often ‘feel’ the rain in the hospital. The happiest moment for me is when it rains, then I will watch the drops fall from my open window.” He smiled at her. “Looks like we're in line.” Diana chuckled then let her fingers be cradled into Adrian's hand. “We can sit and spend time alone without getting bored, while counting the rain.”

I turn around, losing my train of thought for a moment, until I see her bright smile. My eyes narrow. "Why are you smiling?" She releases my hand but doesn't back down. Neither does my irritated tone wipe the sweet smile from her lips. "You're angry." "I'm not angry." Irritated, yes. Angry? No. Ignoring me, she smiles and beams brighter than the goddamn sun. "Do you know what I do when I'm feeling like I'm under a heavy rain cloud?" Under a heavy rain cloud? Is that an idiom? Who the fuck uses expressions when they talk? A clown? A therapist, or perhaps a kindergarten teacher? She is weird—a nutcase.

" Baccha tm yahi wait karo Mai car leekr aata hoo, give me the keys." (Child you wait here I will bring the car) Said Rishi to her. "Bhai but aap bhing jaooge baarish zooroon se ho rahi hh.." ( but you will be get drenched as it is raining heavily) she said in her worry tone. Awww she is so sweet... Wait, from when I started behaving like girls using "awww" n all?? " I don't think this rain will stop anytime soon, and you know na I am so excited to meet dadi" chriped Rishi like a small child.

The Rain is Pouring "Stop grinning like an idiot!" Maeve hissed irritatedly before she glanced back at the open door of her apartment. "The rain is pouring. You told me I'm sick." September shamelessly pointed out. He's obviously happy with how fate works on his favor. "You have your car. It's not like you'll be on foot on the way home." She retorted as she crossed her arms. "But I'm sick!" September whined like a child that made Maeve chuckled.

Louis muttered. “You good?” Raven replied almost immediately—trying to change the subject. Louis glanced at her little sister, her eyes blinking and laughing as she uttered her next words,”remember that time you hid her favorite panties inside the freezer?” Raven chortled, the memory played off in her head and Raven couldn’t keep up with suppressing her laughter. Freeing it, a single tear trickledown her eye as she recalled the look on Mrs Potts face. Snorting in between her laughter, Raven tried to cover her mouth—she couldn’t remember the last time it happened.