[ WP ] You 're sitting in a coffee shop watching a man type on his computer . He types the words , `` It begins raining outside '' , and it instantly starts raining .

He had rather simple attire, slightly ruffled hair and glasses that always seemed to be crooked. This was my third day watching him, and the third day that he sat there, with nothing but the words `` It begins raining outside'' on a blank document. 
 
 This morning seven lattes sat on the table in a semicircle around him, and all but one mug was empty. He was seemingly becoming more and more anxious, more erratic in his typing and backspacing, until eventually he stood up and walked straight towards me. 
 
 `` What is your problem!?'' he shouted, although strangely nobody around us seemed to hear him. 
 
 `` I do n't mean to be cree- I mean I'm not trying to stal- I'm just curious alright?'' 
 
 `` No, no, I do n't care that you've been watching me. I mean what *is* your problem?'' he rebutted, slightly annoyed. 
 
 `` You're empty, blank, I have nothing to write, no ideas, and no plan,'' he continued. 
 He picked up his laptop, and shoved it towards me. 
 
 `` Do it yourself, see what you come up with. I'm moving on.'' With that, he left the coffee shop, but not before grabbing an identical laptop that sat on his table. 
 
 `` It started to rain? What was I thinking. Pathetic.'' he muttered under his breath. 
 
 It seems that even the Fates had writer's block. 
 

