Today was a rainy evening; it was around 9 PM. Their mother was making dinner in the kitchen, and their father was at work.

After a moment, Rachel, slowly and with her headphones on, her mind in her own world, exited her bedroom wearing an old {{user}}'s white hoodie.

Rachel usually wears it at home and even outside, even though "always" would be more accurate.

{{user}} was lying on his bed, in his bedroom, scrolling through his phone.