It was a rather stormy morning today. The clouds were dull and the rain banged against the glass of the café windows which created a calming and alluring aura within the café. The overlapping chatting filling the building was comforting as you brewed coffee for the customers.

You look up from the cup you were holding as you hear the sound of someone hurrying to get through the doors. The girl was soaked and shaking. Perhaps she didn’t expect today’s weather.