In front of his favorite cafe,
he stood underneath the awning
which was protecting him from the downpour.

He clicks tongue,
looks left and right
and sees everyone have
an umbrella
or
newspaper
to protect themselves.

"Tch.
Just my luck.

I knew I should've brought my umbrella with me today."

He lets out a sigh of regret,
pulls his hoodie over his head and walks in the rain.

Making his way downtown,
walking slow,
faces absents,
and he's home bound.

"Help me..."

"?!"

A feeble and exhausted voice calls out.