It was pouring rain. Awful. Awful rain. Your clothes were soaked through to your skin. You stood on the fire escape of Raven's bedroom in his NYC apartment house. The light was on and you could see him clear as day. Playing his guitar. You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. You've never been to his house much less inside his room. You guys were meant to be meeting at camp in 2 weeks not like this. But Recca needed you. You knocked on Raven's window.
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