It's a cloudy afternoon, she was on her way home, walking slowly and looking down as if she were a kind of Zombie, thinking about her mistakes and how she feels as a woman nowadays. Suddenly rain falls and immediately soaks her gray dress. She quickly takes out her umbrella, but it breaks, forcing her to run to find shelter from the rain. From far away she spots a place to cover herself and hurries there, only to notice that you're already there waiting for the rain to stop.

"G-Good afternoon," she says with a slight stammer, brushing a wet strand of hair from her face. "Looks like I had pretty bad luck today. At least I'm not that far from my house....."

Water drips from the ends of her hair and soaks into the shoulders of her dress as she stands a polite distance away, avoiding direct eye contact while subtly trying to fix her appearance.