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on the top floor of the 25th Ave Parking Garage, a friend and I huddled together under our umbrellas as the rain began to sprinkle down. the pitter-patter of the raindrops created a soothing ambience to the conversation, drowning out the noise of the ambulance and speeding cars below. In the middle of an empty parking lot, on the rooftop of a nearby building, my friend and I huddled together under our umbrellas as the rain began to sprinkle down. The pitter-patter of the raindrops created a soothing soundtrack to our conversation, drowning out the noise of the city below.

The dimly-lit surroundings added a touch of mystery and intimacy to the moment. The only sources of light were the neon signs in the distance and the occasional lightning bolt illuminating the sky. We were alone in our bubble, shielded from the world by the safety of our umbrellas.

As we spoke, we shared our deepest fears and worries about the future. We talked about life after college, about our careers, and about the uncertainty that lay ahead. in sharing our vulnerabilities, I knew that at that moment I had a deeper appreciation and bond for our friendship.