Quotes About Rain Funny Novels & Stories

He looked to where Rain and Ami were standing and couldn’t believe his eyes, Ami was whacking Rain on the back. “You knucklehead, what the heck do you think you’re doing drinking that stuff?! ‘ It could have been poison. Rain, you have always been so silly!” “Whoa, enough Ami, I feel my ribs cracking already.” Rain complained but he was grinning. That sure did got your attention though.” he said cheekily. “You silly, silly gander!” What if that were poison? I would lose my best friend too?

while I stood by the porch, hugging myself. I took his jacket off my waist and used it to warm my bare arms. Thunders began to grumble as the rain clouds approached. "Gosh, I hate the rain," I muttered when I felt the showers of rain begin to pour. Rain makes the sand muddy, it's dark, and it's... sad. Since I'm an outgoing person, I can't bear with it. What I meant was my shoes could get dirty, and it's sad because I couldn't party well, couldn't shop well.

He responded with a wink. Fiona didn't know what to say next from his responses but he was quick to say something next. He continued, "I also enjoy how rain cleanses the air and makes everything look fresh. The world seems to slow down a bit, and it creates a peaceful atmosphere. I find it easier to focus and concentrate on my work during rainy days, as if the rain is washing away any distractions." Scott paused for a moment, reflecting on his own experiences. "And you, Fiona? What do you like most about rainy days?" he asked, genuinely interested in her perspective.

She placed her chin on her hand as she smiled dreamily at the ceiling, "tell me about the tall buildings, tell me about the movie stars and Beyonce. Tell me about the rain, tell me about dates and tell me about cars." I laughed at that, "well, I've never met Beyonce, but when I do see her on TV she's glorious. I love tall buildings as well, except the appropriate word is sky scraper. Uhm, you've never seen rain before?" I asked her, frowning, "does it not rain here ?" She laughed, throwing her head back, "I've seen rain, but I've never touched it or anything. Look at me, I'm tiny. Raindrops are like stones to me, so if I did step out into the rain, it'll be suicide."

he suddenly asked. She was stunned, not understanding why he would suddenly ask such a question. Ezra continued, "Some people say that rainwater is dirty, but those who say that must not understand that sometimes, humans can be even dirtier. Being drenched in the rain makes me feel as if I'm being cleansed." Vivienne stared at Ezra, rainwater dripping from his hair and cheeks, and he smiled, his expression filled with mockery.

Rain shouted, “it was crazy.” “Could be worse though, could have been angry instead.” I said, shrugging my shoulder. “True, my smart bossy lady. My beautiful firecracker. My, -“ I laughed, “okay, you can stop with the crazy names. Just take me home, 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.

He grinned. “Not at all. I’ll tell you one thing though, I’m happy you know how to read. Quoting Maya Angelou. Does my sexiness offend you?” He repeated the quote mockingly. “It’s good Raine.” He laughed. I rolled my eyes. I didn’t have time to entertain Jordan; I was more concerned about this meeting.

Lightning flashed like tree roots standing out against the dark sky and pouring rain. No one urged anyone to go home, they just sat next to each other and watched the rain fall. No matter how bustling the city is, when it rains, it becomes sad. The traffic became less frequent and the figures of people running quickly became a very familiar image in Harvey's eyes every time it rained. - We should go home, we have to sleep so we can go to work tomorrow, right? – Aurora glanced at the watch in her hand and said. - Okay, let's go home.

The fear had become so overwhelming that the words I wanted to say refused to come out. The second man glanced at the first and let out a mocking scoff. "The rain is beautiful, bro," he said with a twisted grin. "Have you ever fucked a pussy in the rain?" The first man shook his head with a laugh. "No, bro! I've never tasted a pussy in the rain before, but I'm sure it's going to be one hell of an experience! Hahaha..." He burst into another fit of laughter. "I think we should just fuck her right here instead of taking her into the car. While we're at it, the rain can wash away the mess. Hahaha..."