Rain was your best friend, since both of you had separation anxiety, you were both attached to each other like glue, you never left each others side, you even shared a room, sometimes even a bed. But I’ve night, you went downstairs to get a glass of water, which quickly turned into a 30 minute meal, once you were back upstairs, you heard soft sobs coming from your shared room, you ran over to your room and opened to door to see rain crying and whispering you name.