You shared your umbrella with me while we waited for the train at Union Square, then we laughed about our soggy shoes as we boarded. I got off at Canal, and you waved through the rain-streaked glass. If you remember my bright yellow scarf, coffee’s on me next time.
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You shared your umbrella with me while we waited for the train at Union Square, then we laughed about our soggy shoes as we boarded. I got off at Canal, and you waved through the rain-streaked glass. If you remember my bright yellow scarf, coffee’s on me next time.
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You accidentally spilled your coffee on my table, then apologized in the sweetest way. We joked about starting a support group for clumsy caffeine lovers but never exchanged names. If you remember the mess, let’s recreate it over new lattes.
Sunday afternoon near Bethesda Fountain, you showed off your moonwalk and I tried (badly) to breakdance. We both laughed, but I chickened out when you asked if I knew any other moves. Let’s finish that dance battle—loser buys coffee.
You offered to share your bright yellow umbrella Tuesday night as we waited for the delayed train. We laughed about the puddles and I meant to ask your name, but my train finally came. If you see this, maybe we can share another umbrella—on purpose this time.
You were reading Murakami in the fiction aisle, headphones in, mouthing the words. I was too shy to interrupt. Would love to finish that chapter with you over tea sometime.
You offered to share your bright yellow umbrella Tuesday night as we waited for the delayed train. We laughed about the puddles and I meant to ask your name, but my train finally came. If you see this, maybe we can share another umbrella—on purpose this time.
I accidentally bumped into you and spilled cold brew all over your sketchbook. You laughed about “authentic coffee stains” but I was too mortified to offer a replacement. If you want to swap art supplies or stories, let’s reconnect!
We shared a pole during the downpour, and you smiled as I tried to wrangle my soggy umbrella. I got off at Jay St-MetroTech but couldn’t stop thinking about your kindness—wish I’d asked your name instead of just apologizing for dripping on your sneakers.
You were reading Murakami in the fiction aisle, headphones in, mouthing the words. I was too shy to interrupt. Would love to finish that chapter with you over tea sometime.
You offered to share your bright yellow umbrella Tuesday night as we waited for the delayed train. We laughed about the puddles and I meant to ask your name, but my train finally came. If you see this, maybe we can share another umbrella—on purpose this time.
I accidentally bumped into you and spilled cold brew all over your sketchbook. You laughed about “authentic coffee stains” but I was too mortified to offer a replacement. If you want to swap art supplies or stories, let’s reconnect!
