Oh, it's rainy season, alright.
Reminds me of the one afternoon I made the mistake of leaving the house without my umbrella in my bag. I got caught in the downpour, on my way home, just about 20 yards from the gate to my apartment compound.
When I got into the lobby, I didn't have a single dry stitch on me. I smiled blindly the direction of the front desk, which I couldn't see through my blurry glasses, waddled my way to the elevators.
I heard shuffling behind me and turned around. A maid was following my heels, with a mop.
By the time I reach my apartment, the rain had stopped.
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