The sound of rumbling thunder indicating that rain will soon flush parts of the city. carrying away hundreds of flying dust, makes the air feel cold.

But, this did not affect either of them. the argument heated up when one of them didn't want to give in, as a form of stubbornness.

U chose to leave, and he didn't stop u. but then..

"Babe, i'm sorry. let's go back home"

Royce Dyer stroking ur wet hair, regardless of his indifference. he tried his best to bring u back home.