It started with mere drizzles and lightning, and then gradually the rain became heavy.

I had been trying to read for the last two hours, but somehow I managed to remain on page three. The words were sliding off my eyes, and I couldn't recall anything I had read.

Literally, I was turning the pages of the book over, while my mind wandered off.

A knock sounded against my door, the same time thunder struck. My eyes lingered on it and I mumbled “come in.”

Nate walked in, clad in a grey ...