The Story Behind the Pink Umbrella

It was nine in the morning and the rain has just started with the slight shower. All the people were trying to get to the office with the few umbrellas they had. The guy dint have one. He stayed there staring forlornly at the people running around in their umbrellas. He had work to do and he was stuck in the bus stop. He was very mad at himself for forgetting the umbrella but little did he know that it was where the story started

She walked into the bus stop with the pink umbrella in her hand. Almost all of her colleagues have left already. She was late, a workaholic that she is hates when that happens. She saw the guy standing in the corner staring at the empty spaces. She dint know why but she wanted to help him maybe it was the long curly hair or maybe it was the look in his eyes. She thought what the hell and called him, he turned around and then he came walking towards her and thanked her shyly.

So they started out trying to make small talk. You know work and the weather. And the guy smiled looking shyly at her. He dint know what to say. So there was this silence. No one talked for a minute. It was as if they were thinking what to do next. But then the fates decided it was not meant to be. And just then the cab came and their meet-cute ended.

He became gay. So here ends our story.