Sticky Buns and Rain

Rain, the streets of London were quite used to it so were its inhabitants all except for one, Samantha. What had seemed like a fine and mostly sunny day was turning into the worst downpour in over three months. Samantha sighed in defeat as she looked out the window from the safety and warmth of the crowded café. She wrinkled her nose in disgust mentally
cursing for leaving the house in the first place.

In truth the only person to blame for the predicament Samantha was in would be John; he was the one that asked for those sticky buns the café sold. While he went to practice with the lads early in the morning she set out to walk the three blocks to said café. Sure she could blame john but she didn't instead she blamed herself for forgetting to take her umbrella with her. Umbrellas were never in short supply in the place she and John shared, with the unforgiving weather that London had to offer an umbrella was a must at all times.

This morning however Samantha could not find a single umbrella not even in the basement which she found odd. Stubborn as she was took her chances and headed out wearing a long overcoat as a precaution. She had planned to just buy the sticky buns and leave the café as quickly as possible so John would have them just in time for lunch. The lunch hour came much to her dismay and the rain finally gave signs of slowing down.

Clutching the paper bag of sticky buns Samantha made her way to the exit. "Where's your umbrella Sam?" the café owner peered at her curiously.

"I couldn't find one this morning it's as if they all disappeared or were hidden from me. I might just be imagining though", she managed to smile.

"Then Borrow one of ours Sam I don't want you to get all soaked and neither will your boyfriend I'm certain of that much".

Samantha turned pink at the mention of the word Boyfriend. "It's alright besides its not pouring anymore. A little light sprinkle won't harm me". The elderly woman sighed in resignation giving Samantha a quick smile sending her off.
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The streets smelled damp and freshly formed puddles splashed here and there as vehicles passed by. Samantha quickened her pace humming to herself hoping that would make her less gloomy. A good ten minutes had passed as she continued her way down the winding streets that were devoid of people as they all avoided the rain or were smart enough to bring an umbrella.

Being much to consumed in her thoughts and song she was humming it didn't phase her when she no longer felt raindrops on her face.

A large dark blue umbrella hovered over her head held by none other than John Lennon. Instead of allowing him to shelter her from the rain, Samantha pushed the umbrella away quickening her pace. John kept following her not saying a single word not even a smile as he placed the umbrella over her head again.

"You hid all the umbrellas this morning didn't you John?", once again she pushed the umbrella away walking away even faster now.

No answer just the sound of their footsteps and the rain beating down on the cover of the umbrella which john placed over Samantha's head again. She stopped, turned to look at him straight in the eye.

"Is this some kind of Joke? You knew it was going to rain today didn't you John? Did the lads put you up to this? Is this how they get back at me for the time you decided to ditch band practice just to take me out for the night?" Samantha was beyond irritated now for John's silence as to why he was doing this.

"Well aren't you going to answer me? You're starting to creep me out John". She tapped her foot rather impatiently.

John sighed, folded the umbrella giving her a sheepish smile.

"I wanted to share a romantic moment with you under an umbrella, Sammie"

"You're really dumb John you know that?" she broke out into laughter realizing both of them were now soaked.

John turned a deep shade of red before taking Samantha's hand into his. The rain had stopped now and they both headed back home hand in hand, after all the sticky buns still had to be eaten.