It looked like it was going to storm. That was the theory, at least. The clouds had darkened, and Jamie was pretty certain he had heard thunder rolling in from the south. To be honest, he was quite excited. He loved thunderstorms - They were relaxing to watch. Sophie hated them as a rule, but Jamie always was a little different.
Silently, the brunette pushed open his windows and sat himself down on the window seat, watching the clouds roll through the sky. His sketch pad rested in his lap, and absent-mindedly, the brunette began to doodle, before he paused, as the sky light up with a flash of lightning, and a smile crossed his face. He really did like storms.