Sometimes, it rains

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Not really a story. Just a glimpse.

Sometimes, it rains

by theidexperiment

Dripping turns to showers

Umbrellas out, hoods up, boots plodding across streets

You didn't check the weather, naturally.

No umbrella, sneakers soaked. Not upset, just inconvenienced

Then, like the first drop before rain, you hear your name.

Beneath the umbrella is a familiar face -- happy to see you

A friendly offer to share

Close together, you bump elbows, brush shoulders

And for a moment, you're not aware of your discomfort.

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