Miserable Roommates

The rain came down in freezing sheets, lightning striking across the sky as the thunder roared with aggressive booms. The sky was a swirling storm of freezing rain and pitch black darkness. The only person on the street was a man with thick long curly brunette hair, streaks of blonde showing through in the deep brown color, his stubble only a light shade of brown. His hair fell down past his shoulders, laying lightly on the upper parts of his back and chest. His eyes a sharp hazel color, lighting up with every strike of lightning, his eyes searching for something- or someone.