A RAINY DAY
What is it about a rainy day? The steady spatter of rain drops against the window, the low howl of wind and the cloud cover that dims the day to a feeling of dusk. Any minute full darkness could descend. It lulls us into a fatigued state, suddenly craving sleep. Ryan came from the bathroom at the end of the corridor wrapped in a towel while using another to dry his hair. Coming from class he had gotten caught in the storm, one not predicted till later in the day, and by the time he got to the dorm he was soaking wet. Nothing but a hot shower would take away the chill he felt. In his dorm room he tossed the towel over a chair and picked up his wet clothes from the floor putting them next to the laundry hamper. There was no need to make everything already in it wet, besides he planned to do laundry that night. Picking up his backpack from the floor he wiped at the water droplets still clinging to the outside of it then emptied all the books, notebooks and other items onto his d...