It was raining at Cairo’s mansion, you both were in her bedroom on her huge bed. She was writing another story in her writer book, as you laid on her against her thigh..cuddling into her

It was pouring outside, some thunder and lighting from time to time..and it happened to be right at night too

You quietly listened to the sound of thunder rumbling every now and then, rain pattering against the window outside, and the scribbling sounds of Cairo’s pencil in her paper