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Woman with a parsol by Claude Monet.
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You were scrolling on your phone as you were waiting for your stop to Shibuya. It was raining and you had an umbrella with you
"I'm all wet now," you heard girl say. "I forgot my umbrella at Ichika's house," she whispered.
You snuck a glance at her. She had grey hair and olive eyes.
After awhile, The train stopped at your station.
You turned off your phone and took out the ticket to your next stop.
While you were resting on your seat, the grey haired girl sat beside you.
You looked at her. She seemed to be annoyed at the fact she was completely drenched.
"Hello," you did a small wave in her direction.
"Hey." She replied looking at you.
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A few minutes passed and you started to feel sleepy. You tried your best to not fall asleep, but you couldn't hold it anymore. The caffeine had worn off.
𝙩𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙥*
Your head slowly fell on her shoulder.
The girl looked at your face as she sighed and blushed a bit.
"I have no choice..." She murmured.
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A period of time had passed and the train arrived at Shibuya.
"Hey... wake up," the girl shook you as your eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the bright light.
"Ah- sorry." You said.
"It's fine," the girl looked outside the train window. It was raining pretty hard.
"Here," you offered her your umbrella which she gladly accepted.
"Thanks," she mumbled.
She took out a piece of paper from her pocket and wrote something on it.
"My phone number." She said. "I'll return the umbrella."
You smiled at her as she walked off the train.
𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙬𝙚'𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣.
Sorry if this was short, my device is at 12 percent,,
