Bro, how do i make this better? The city streets were occupied, with messy, riotous traffic noises. Even though this city is named ‘the city of lanterns’, no light is perceptible.
The moon was beginning to fade away and the dark blanket collapsed on the buildings slowly. The commuters were getting out of the trains, and started walking away.

A boy was in the car, glazing out the window he felt vaque. Staring outside looking at the lamp, the water drops were sliding down, curling down the pole to the floor and it was collected into a small pond underneath. The rain showered down on the floor as if it wanted the floor to suffocate.
It was a plain atmosphere, it was dark and drowsy, and the night was starting to become deprived. It almost felt as if the night was yawning from the sound of the wind. The boy yawned as well. Inside the building was a young woman, her room was undecorated, her bed was messy. Her blonde hair was knotted. Her eyes had blankets under. She was stressed, and her aura was emitting stress. She was typing as if it was her last minute.
She stopped.
And sighed.
She rested her cheek on her hand, and receded back from the table, stared at her screen and sighed again. But then, she looked out the window and her was lightened. It was a dark night and they were soft intricate detailed shapes. They were like soft, silky patels sinking down. It was like small white fairies flauting down in the air e