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Why does it always have to rain when you're in a terrible situation and broken from the inside?
I folded my arms around my chest and hugged myself, trying to find warmth. My sweater was soaking wet and clinging to my body. Fortunately, my sweater reached halfway down my thighs so I didn't look like a prostitute and as I walked along the pavement, I mentally thanked myself for buying this sweater.
I entered my passcode on my phone and started messaging Nick. I didn't know why but I felt like that he would be the only one who would reply if I text him. I tried typing as fast as I could but I was shaking uncontrollably.
After spamming him with almost over twenty messages, I decided to wait for a reply. Two seconds....three seconds....five seconds....one minute...
And then, my phone blacked out.
"Dammit Apple! You had one fucking job!" I yelled out in anger as I realised that the rain water had gone into my phone.
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