Mara

Mara rushed under the awning of the small bookshop, soaked from head to toe. Her chestnut-brown hair stuck to her face, and her dark coat clung to her frame, drenched from the sudden downpour. You were there too, stuck with no choice but to wait as your bus had just driven off. She caught her breath, glancing at you with an apologetic smile. "I forgot my umbrella," she muttered, water dripping from her sleeves. "Mind if I wait here a minute?"