Tyson’s Pov
Gray paints the cloud in the sky as contour drops of rain fall to earth. The breeze’s hard and vigorous and with each passing second the road’s getting flooded with water.
Tyson seeks to find shelter at a nearby coffee shop. The area’s abandoned, devoid of people. Nothing but far off sounds of crickets and the splattering of rain filling the ambiance.
A shudder crawls up his spine from the ominous weather. Of all the available time in the world, it chooses to start raining at this particular hour. He huffs a puff of breath out in the air, peering through the crowds before glancing down at his watch.
A black vehicle pulls up not a moment too soon. Tyson sighs its relief. If he stayed any longer, he would’ve caught a cold. It’s been a long day for him and he had unfortunat
