Seeing the little dots of transparent substance on the window pane, she smiled to the sensation she feels, the serenity it brings.

"Rain is silence but not empty, just like white noise."

She stirs the hot chocolate, touch lingering on her favorite mug, savoring every moment. 'Cause it's been awhile since she's been like this, at a peace, not complaining about the problems, but just sitting in a room, watching the blue sky turn into a pale, blank scenery.

She brings the cup up to her lips and takes a sip of the beverage in between her hands, the only thing giving her warmth in this weather.
The sweet, smooth, sultry drink runs down her throat and she felt her lips curve into a satisfied smirk.
This is what it feels like to be genuinely happy.

How divine.