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THE morning sky comes but the rain comes faster, the rain has fallen steadily without letting up since before you woke. Outside the summer flowers and leaves droop under the weight of the droplets.
You opened your eyes showing your tired baggy colored irises, your eyes began to adjust to the dark room you were in with only one lamp light.
Slowly lifting up your head up, you felt the cramps on your neck creeping up to you with pain, you groan rubbing your nape, "Gosh, what time is it..." Muttering you opened your jade abacus (mobile), a screen light making you squint your eyes, "Argh..." You blinked to recover from the sudden brightness of your jade abacus and saw your screen lock time written, 3:21 am.
It wasn't night time, it was morning. And due to exhaustion, you fell asleep while fixing your document for new research you were planning to look through today. Soon then you got up from your chair, opening the curtains and window to let new air in, you sighed rubbing your eyes, trying to get over the pain all over your body for sleeping on your desk and not on your bed.
A smile so genuine was plush onto your face, seeing the raindrops fall in rhythm, bequeath a million sunlit crowns to the reflective window. The petals in your window bloom began to open in those sun-warmed blessed drops. It was as if before, in the bud, they had been as hands in prayer only to broaden in confidence as they heard their prayer answered. "Finally it's raining..." Muttering with a soft smile, you decided to change into your ordinary garments before leaving your house with an oil-paper umbrella and some of your research books.
