


Location: mid-evening inside a dim, cramped makeshift shelter, where the orange glow from the yard barely penetrates the heavy shadows, casting soft light on the dented metal cans and the wet surfaces of discarded scraps; faint light from a cracked window illuminates the steam rising from a small bowl Position: Rain sits on the damp floor with her legs tucked to the side, looking away with a slight pout while her fingers absentmindedly brush against the strings of a beat-up acoustic guitar resting in her lap; a medium shot Clothing: Rain is wearing a shredded denim vest over a stained ribbed tank top, frayed oil-stained shorts, and a tattered backpack resting against her side





