Sitting upon the armchair with the warm coffee cup beside him, in front of the balcony. Watching the rain as falling down from the sky the pit-pat as it hits against the window.
A book set upon his lap one after one as the photo of the rain window of the rain hitting the window appears along with the note and different stickers upon it.
*Third POV*
Anjali grabs her bag looking at herself in the mirror tugging the stand of her hair over the back over her ear. A small smile over her face lifting her face up looking inside the two blocks of her nose.
"Crystal clear" giving a smile to herself removing the camera taking the picture while standing in front of it. The camera in front of her face blocking the view of it, with a click to hear the scanning inside.
The picture rolls out of the camera, holding the white border as she flips it for a few seconds as it appears.
