My Pleasure (z.m.)

I'm walking down the wet streets, it's raining, and I don't have an umbrella. With my wet hair dripping fat, cold drops and me shivering with goosebumps running up and down my body, I'm in a pretty shitty mood. I look down to find my foot in a puddle up to my ankles-the cause of my soggy sock. I start to walk faster because I really just want to go home and dry off then fall into my warm, cozy bed. Suddenly, I hear someone come up behind me and feel them put their arm around my shoulders saying ,"It's cold out here, let's go to my flat. it's only a few minutes from here." Not creepy at all, but my flat was at least another ten minutes away speed walking so I shakily nodded my head. The streets are empty and no one in their right mind would be out here. Well I'm not in my right mind. I'm depressed and broken and no one can fix me. At least, that's what I thought until HE came along.