It's drizzling outside. Richard is working with his laptop on his bed believing the rainfall wouldn't be heavier today. "Pitter-patter"! Betrays the downpour. He looks up to the window beside his bed. Such an enchanting vista! He walks out of his room.
He returns shortly with a cup of freshly brewed coffee. He sits and glances through the window. Sipping coffee and watching raindrops playing with nature is something he loves. The mingled aroma of coffee and wet soil is a pure source of nostalgia.
He misses her. Richard smiles as he takes his last sip, hoping of being together.
Author's Note: My first prose. My boyfriend loves rain.
