Kyle stood beside the window, watching the rain.
It wasn't particularly heavy. Small droplets gathered against the glass, joining together before slowly running down towards the frame.
Beyond them, the sky was grey.
The buildings farther away were difficult to make out, their outlines fading behind the drizzle. Down on the road, several cars moved slowly through the traffic, their lights reflecting against the wet ground.
Kyle lifted his coffee and took a sip.
Then he lowered it.
For a while, he remained where he was.
"Still here?"
Zoey's voice came from behind him.
He turned slightly as she approached, her attention moving from the cup in his hand to the window.
"…It's still raining."
"Yes."
She stopped beside him.
Neither said anything for a moment.
A few people hurried across the road below. One held a bag over his head, while another remained beneath an awning, looking up as though waiting for the rain to stop.
Zoey stared at the window before her lips parted.
