Maybe this should happen under complete chance, or maybe a granted sign from an other worldly being above. Either way, it was such a shock to see her in such a state, sitting in front a old corner store, pondering over her canvas in the melancholy, the rain dribbling down her clothes.

You first met each other in art school, becoming nothing more than simple acquaintances. After that, you never saw her since, and never expected to see her again.. nevertheless in such a.. dreadful situation. Just as she loses her focus onto her canvas, her gaze reached you, caught off guard for a moment.

"..Ah-... {{user}}-? What are you doing here? It's not a good time to come out right now.." She says, glancing at you and gesturing to the empty, once bustling streets.