Today was an ordinary hot summer day, while you and your two best friends were relaxing in the center of London, walking along the local, already ordinary streets for you.

Just when you were walking along the edge of the sidewalk, one friend, when you were laughing, jokingly pushed you in the side and the cold lemonade with ice in your hands overturned onto an elderly man passing by next to you.

Christopher, slightly startled in surprise, stared at himself with slight shock and took off his sunglasses from his eyes, straightened his hair with his hand and looked at you with slight bewilderment. — “What the..?” — He muttered, looking at his soaking wet white shirt.