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Face pressed against the glass of the window that overlooked the beach, Mandy smirked to herself, her breath drawing deformed figures on the clear surface as she breathed out heavily. The unmistakable sound of pitter-patter against the rooftop above her told her that it was raining, that statement being obvious as she stared in growing delight at the jagged patterns that the rain made across the glass each time the wind blew. The sky was throwing a tantrum, the clouds thunderous and rolling the waves angrily onto the shore that decorated the beach in its soft tan coloring. Turning her body, Mandy hurried out of the bedroom and down the stairs towards the back sliding door, her feet noisily padding across the floor. She wanted out of the house and into the rain. She had a penchant for being out in the open sky whether it was pouring or sprinkling. She had never been able to explain her obsessive need to be out and about when it was raining, but she had never really questioned it, nor did she really care. Reaching out to the sliding door, she was getting ready to slide it open when she heard a soft voice. "Mandy?" Damn. Another obstacle keeping her from the rain. She turned, her face scrunched. "Whaaaat?" She called out, nearly whining the word. There was a few moments of silence before her husband appeared in the kitchen where she was, his head poking in to catch sight of her by the door. His mouth opened, getting ready to ask her what she was up to when his eyes caught sight of the rain dripping down the surface of the door. He rolled his eyes, a tiny smile following its wake as he gazed at her. "Going outside?" He asked, one eyebrow arching. Mandy smiled impishly and shrugged carelessly. "Yes, I am." ...

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