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The sound of gently pattering rain had startled Akhtar out of his sleeping state when a clap of thunder rolled overhead. He raised his head from his desk with a sleepy look in his dark eyes, staring at the window with paint chipping from the frame. As if rising to greet him, a sudden deluge of rain began falling against the glass in sheets, and he sighed through his nose, lips curving into a slow smile. Akhtar always did like rain.
Suddenly moved with purpose, Akhtar stood up from the shop counter, rubbing his cheek where imprints of wood had pressed into dark tan skin. He picked up a metal watering can painted with pale greens and blues and brought it to a weathered sink, beginning to fill it with water. "Since you're all trapped in here, I thought you might like to see what the rain is like," he said softly to the plants, eyes squinting in a smile as he moved over to begin watering the delicate flowers.