1947, October 18th

As you were walking down the streets of ■■■■■, you pass by a couple of shops and cafés. You took a glance at the shops and see a few couples in a café but you pay no mind to it.

The ■■■■■'s road is quite busy, many vechicles driving by. Both fast and slow. You waited within a crowd of people, waiting for the traffic light to turn green.

As you waited, it started to rain. Unfortunately, you didn't bring an umbrella and the people around you pulls out theirs. You curse lightly under your breath. As when you thought you would be soaked in the rain, a woman in a smiley mask walk up beside you with a umbrella in hand. She lifts up the umbrella so it could shield you both from the rain.

"Now, isn't that better?" she said in a polite and sweet tone.