I asked my friend Analisa about it -- she's a raincloud, you see -- and she sighed, annoyed.
"Yes," she said, "and it makes us mad when people are insensitive about it. I mean, I think it's reasonable for a raincloud to expect simple courtesies like hot chocolate and The Cure."
We shared an awkward grey romantic moment of silence together.
"I'm sorry," she added as she calmed, "I'm not annoyed at you about this. I'm just annoyed when people ignore me."
Rainy days demand respect.