The rain fell steadily outside, tapping against the windows and creating a soothing rhythm. Inside, the room was dimly lit, and the air was filled with the cozy smell of freshly brewed coffee. Typing away on the keyboard, the writer lost track of time, lost in the flow of words and ideas. Occasionally, a car would splash by outside, sending ripples of water down the street. The writer smiled, feeling content and at peace in the warmth of their home on this rainy afternoon.