May I join you? A random someone asked if she could join me in a table. I reluctantly said yes. She sat down across me. I had no choice. The table can accommodate at most five people. I started to look down while eating. I didn't feel like talking to someone that afternoon. Why did she join me in the first place? There were other tables. But I could not complain. Instead of enjoying a rainy afternoon, I felt awkward and I wanted to hop on the next table instead. But I didn't because she might get hurt even if I don't know her. Finally she was done eating so she left. I was done eating. I had no umbrella but I stood up. I had to catch the vehicle going to the nearest Bazaar. I just called it an afternoon snack. I forgive the intruder. I went to the Bazaar and bought an umbrella. I was able to go home. Thinking back, I should just initiated a conversation with that stranger. It may have been a sumptuous snack after all. Well, till next time that such thing happen again...
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