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     Arthur ferociously pulled the curtains closed. He had hoped today would be different, but he was wrong. He ruffled his hair, pouting while standing in front of the closed window, listening to the rain pelting on the glass.      Arthur gave a loud sigh, walking to the kitchen almost dragging his feet. He filled the kettle with water from the tap and plugged it in. Stood there he leaned on the counter conscious of all the sounds around him. The gentle bubbling of the water, the second hand on the clock, the sound of the rain….the rain…. The tone is the same as…      Shakin