Rain in a soundtrack is like the universe’s version of a secret handshake—just a soft patter that says, “Hey, we’re in this together.” Think of those misty night scenes in films like The English Patient or even the humble rain in Pulp Fiction’s diner—each drop feels like a shared secret that lingers in the mind. It’s not just background noise; it’s the soundtrack’s way of turning a moment into a quiet, collective memory that never quite fades.

Exactly, it’s like the soundtrack’s way of handing us a blanket made of raindrops—warm, familiar, and oddly comforting in that quiet storm.