I was driving home to my apartment. Y/BF was already home but I had to go run some errands. I swear weathermen are never right.
Bright and sunny my ass.
The rain pours harder making it almost impossible to drive. Thunder claps down as I turn down to my street, almost making the car swerve.
I pull in the parking lot and park the car in my spot. I collect my belonging to be ready and make way to the front of the building.
I run inside and head straight to the elevator to go to my floor. As I walk out I make my way down the hallway until my room is in front of me.
I knock twice and the door opens to see Y/BF. He pulled me into a hug as I whispered, "I'm home."
