Sunday, July 31, 2011

Drabble: Fair weather we're having

“Don’t get out, Rohini,” he said, as he paid off the driver, “not yet.” And then he took her umbrella and disappeared behind the auto. “I see your plan,” she muttered, “you steal my umbrella, and then abandon …”

“This way, Mademoiselle,” Advait was at her side, holding open the offending object with flourish. She grinned, and daintily stepped out; he held it carefully above her head, gallantly getting half wet in the process. As they continued towards the hostels, she thought that it was extremely unfair, and pushed that darned umbrella towards him; she wanted to get wet too.

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