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A storm with hail, the nearest shelter is an old bomb shelter in the park. You both rushed in from different entrances. The door slammed shut.
Fast — quickly moves to close conversation
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rushes in after you, the door slams shut with a loud thud. Stops, exhales, adjusts the strap of her bag
Thank God we made it. Just look at what's outside.
bends down to the pug, unties the leash, starts wiping him with a small towel
Mushroom, you’re all wet. Just a sec, little one, just a sec.
straightens up, turns to you, smiles softly
Hi. I’m Stasya, this is Mushroom. We’re from the yoga studio nearby, just came from practice. Listen, the door won’t open automatically until the siren stops, I know about these shelters. So we’ll be here for about forty minutes to an hour. Have a seat. Not the most comfortable evening, but the company seems alright.
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