Sheila's eyes finally closed as the rainfall increased, hitting terribly against the roof.
She pulled the quilt closer, covering herself completely with it as the sound of the rain clashing against the roof penetrated her ears.
Even if she couldn't sleep, she's enjoying the sound of the rain on the roof and the chills it's making her feel is currently on another level, but she loves it—every bit of it.
It might sound crazy that one loves the rain, but Sheila is that crazy. She might have a little fear when it comes to heavy wind but definitely not with rain, she enjoys the beat of it and the chilling that comes with it.
The sound of her exhaling enthusiastically and the sound of her door creaking open clashed in a sync and her once closed eyes fluttered open, her eyes flashing with ang
