The two stand hesitantly inside the gym, internally negotiating the potential route they plan on taking through the downpour that has manifested while they were sweating and stretching.
They’re strangers, waiting in opposing corners for the other to make a move, so they can calculate the errors and successes of their personal odyssey through the storm.
Unprovoked one turns to the other and points to her umbrella.
They join in the middle doorway and embark together, stumbling a bit less, but laughing a lot more than before.
Each with one wet shoulder, a worthy sacrifice for a bit of companionship.
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