When does the rain seem lonely?

Her fingers dug into the keys as she pushed herself to finish everything. Even though enclosed in her room, she felt the cold January air. She then heard the droplets of rain, the swishing sound of cars as they zoomed into the wet highway. She felt good. Definitely warm. She headed to the kitchen, only to find the jar empty. It then became a gloomy day.

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