We exchanged maps near Bethesda Fountain as we both tried (and failed) to find The Mall. Your laugh was contagious, but you were gone before I could ask your name. If you remember the lost tourists, reach out!
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You bumped into me near the carousel, and my coffee went flying. Instead of getting mad, we both burst out laughing. I’d love to buy you a cup to replace the one I lost (and maybe spill a little less this time).
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You shared your umbrella with me while we waited for the Q in a downpour at Union Square. I meant to thank you properly, but my stop came too soon. If you ever want your umbrella back—or a coffee—let’s make it happen.
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We locked eyes as the train screeched into DeKalb, both soaked from the unexpected downpour. You offered me your umbrella just before I squeezed out the closing doors. I wish I remembered to give you my number—or at least return your umbrella.
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8 hours agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell1 person viewed
You shared your umbrella with me while we waited for the Q in a downpour at Union Square. I meant to thank you properly, but my stop came too soon. If you ever want your umbrella back—or a coffee—let’s make it happen.
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8 hours agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell2 people viewed
We locked eyes as the train screeched into DeKalb, both soaked from the unexpected downpour. You offered me your umbrella just before I squeezed out the closing doors. I wish I remembered to give you my number—or at least return your umbrella.
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8 hours agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell1 person viewed
You offered to share your blue umbrella as we both ran for the R train at Union Street in the pouring rain. We laughed over slippery steps and parted ways at Atlantic Ave—didn’t catch your name, just your smile. Coffee sometime, rain or shine?
You were singing softly to yourself in a bright yellow raincoat, swaying with the motion of the train at 14th Street. I smiled at your voice, but my stop came too soon. Let’s make music together above ground next time.
You offered to share your blue umbrella as we both ran for the R train at Union Street in the pouring rain. We laughed over slippery steps and parted ways at Atlantic Ave—didn’t catch your name, just your smile. Coffee sometime, rain or shine?
You were singing softly to yourself in a bright yellow raincoat, swaying with the motion of the train at 14th Street. I smiled at your voice, but my stop came too soon. Let’s make music together above ground next time.
Heard street musicians near Bethesda Terrace, you pulled me into a spontaneous waltz in front of a cheering crowd. We didn’t exchange more than a twirl and a “thank you,” but I haven’t stopped thinking about that dance. Want to finish the song?
You ordered the last strawberry donut just as I was about to ask for it—I settled for a glazed, and you offered me a bite with an apologetic grin. I should have said yes, or at least your name. If you see this, maybe we can try them together next time?
