Rain on the window and crème brûlée: excellent combination.
It was the good kind of rain-morning: I woke to grey light through the curtains and listened to its rattle on the glass and then I hunched back under the blankets and went back to sleep. At various points, there was a cat. I like those.
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Rain on the window and crème brûlée: excellent combination.
It was the good kind of rain-morning: I woke to grey light through the curtains and listened to its rattle on the glass and then I hunched back under the blankets and went back to sleep. At various points, there was a cat. I like those.