SID'S POINT OF VIEW
I and Preeti are in my car going to the doctor's house. We almost drive half an our and we are on the outskirt of the city. I saw Preeti texting in her phone sending messages to everyone, telling them our whereabouts. After texting to everyone she put her phone on the deck in-front of her seat.
"It's going to rain." I said trying to pick up the conversation because Preeti don't talk much and I love to hear her voice.
"Hmmm..." she hummed.
"Do you like rain?" I asked.
"Not much, Actually I like it when it pour slowly at day time. But I hate it when it pour heavily at night and thunder make it worse in my case. I freaked out usually and I want someone beside me." She said with a soft chuckle.
I chuckled too. The small drops of rain pore on the front glass of the car
