i hate the rain.
its raining cats and dogs now.
*sings* listen to the rhythm of the falling rain. blahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblah.
i hate the rain.
Rain used to remind me of good things.
children in bright raincoats and wellingtons splashing gleefully in puddles while their parents scurry after them in horror.
couples huddled under a small umbrella, running helter skelter.
A couple running from the shopping centre back to the hotel in linked arms, balancing shopping bags. holding to each other carefully because their slippers no longer have friction. Treading gently carefully for fear of slipping and falling. A boy carefully covering a girl with his oversized grey hoodie, gently parting her matted wet hair. Girl in question clutching on to boy with every step taken in her lousy frictionless mphosis slippers. Boy and Girl in question, holding on walking back slowly to their hotel, laughing at their state of distress. Stopping by to take a photo of this memory. Despite all, girl savouring every moment of this moment. the moment.
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