It's an evening of crowded clouds. They're all heading to the end of the day and have bunched up in the same spot - out for that post-work drink above their usual mountain. It's mid-week, they can't see the weekend or a let-up in their to-do lists and frankly feel they deserve a bit of a break. Together they huddle, keen to stay rather than respond to the quickening breeze that dries and curls some of those at the edges.
As time passes they lift each other's spirits. Grey grumbles give way to pink and purple giggles, white highlights showing between their shaking shoulders - the day's load is lightened a little.