The Girl With Umbrella

  I was in rush, suddenly I saw a girl holding an umbrella, she was going in same direction. I want her to let me under the umbrella. I was nervous. I was planing, what to do? (Walk similar to her and I will say can you please..?)

Huhh..! No something else, something different with etiquettes. And water droplets start striking more harshly. 

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