It was getting late, some street lights started to flicker due to being neglected, wind was carrying foul smell.

  "Damn what stinks again in this street for fourth time this month, can't even go anywhere and not be able enjoy walking"

  His golden hair was sweating underneath hood, unsatisfied look was on his face like he was trying to curse wind that spread foul smell around making anyone unpleasant.

  "Now just rain needs to start, thunder to hit me and i hit jackpot" - He said sarcastically

  As soon he said it rain drops started to fall faster and faster. In few minutes water started slowly to flood streets spreading mud everywhere.

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  "I hope that thunder won't be coming will it?"

  As time passed rain slowed down and smell of autumn rain started to spread.

  "Well better smell of a rain than whatever was smelling before, i just hope shop still works at this hour"

  Said he while crossing street at red light after checking if someone was around. Lights again started to flicker, some even turned off, wind slowly turned into breeze carrying leafs. Some cats started to fight in a distance but you could still hear it from afar.

  "Phew, im lucky, let's take what i need and go home fast"

  Was what he said but if he knew that was his lats normal night he maybe would cherish it more or would he? His decisions become questionable one after another, no matter how small or big. But it it wasn't like that would he be he or someone else?