Have you ever wondered why people go away whenever there is a rain? Even if people say they like one — they'd still walk away to not get soaked completely.

Days are gray now. Nothing brings joy.

His hopes of his friend coming back are at a roller-coaster, thinking both he will and will not be back to such a pathetic mess as himself. What a pity.

Ah, Life seems almost useless now.

Everything reminded him of his, now ex, friend - the billboard, a mere TV, and only one thought rang a loud bell in his mind.

"I hope he'll come back...", - were the words he whispered to himself, looking at the picture of him and Fire Ring, wiping off the dust from the top of the frame with his thumb before giving away a weary sigh, deciding to take a walk outside.

It was peaceful outside.

And it was not about the rain. (Since The ai is dumb im gonna tell it. THERES. NO. RAIN.)