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I was walking down the drenched streets that seem more black than usual. The drains were clogged with leaves and the trees dripped leftover water droplets on to my hair. Occasionally, I'll come across a larger puddle that'll soak my runners even more than they were before. I looked up at the grey sky. The clouds weren't getting any better. The local weather radio station did say there were going to be a few more drizzles today. I sighed.

Ring! Ring!

I sighed again, but this time with more of a happy tone. I took my phone out of my raincoat's pocket to see who texted. 

When I saw who it was from, I smiled.


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