The third day it rained.

It was the day it rained. It was already late in the evening and you were getting ready for bed, the house was quiet, but the silence was interrupted by a soft knock on your door.

You opened the door and saw Gleb. His hair fell down to his face as it got wet from the rain, the case and guitar behind his back, his black coat got wet. He looked at you with a blank and cold look before than quietly asked. "may I come in?" His voice was hoarse and quiet.