A Rainy Thursday Evening

Daniel moved quickly. Picking up his pace as he went along. The rain pouring, the streets glistening, the leaves shifting. It was still a ten minute walk home, he couldn't handle the slippery sidewalk and his shoes lost their traction. Schwoof. He fell forward, stumbling and loosing his balance for a moment before regaining his composure and continuing his schlep from the library to his warm abode. The streets were fairly barren, regardless of the time, he only spotted two cars during his entire nightly stroll, granted his eyes were more focused on the ground before him than his surrounding area. The rain fell harder and harder until the only audible sound was that of water smacking the concrete. He quickened his pace again. He refused to stay in this downpour any longer and his brisk walk became a slight jog...

That's all I have right now. I was inspired by walking through the rain tonight and by listening to a few songs by The Smiths. I'm not sure where I'm going with the story or if I'll even continue it, but I'll figure that out later.