You leaned over the edge of the balcony attached to your hotel room, letting your hair air dry. You had your hair slung over your shoulder, dangling over the rail. Water droplets fell from the ends of your hair, landing on the concrete six stories down, then you noticed someone stick his head out, looking up at you, his own hair dripping slightly

“Well hello, sunshine! Didn’t expect a pretty lady like you to be here”

He smiled, avoiding the water dripping from your hair