BlytheHouseplz

The day starts to slowly fade away and crept into an eerie, gloomy, silent night. A light drizzle clatters against the windows, creating a lonely vibe throughout the room. Inconsistent noises of the rain rings violently towards his melody-adjusted ears. After a moment of silence, his sour face turns calm and tranquil. He realizes that the rain pattering on the windows were simply a different type of 'song', intensely different from what he is used to. Breathing in and out in a rhythmic pattern, he tries to settle himself into a more 'joyful' state. Too bad the old drunk can't no matter how hard he tried. Not even if he traded his soul to th