In this Opening, you have seen a Homeless woman more then once; but today is a very rainy day and you offered her shelter, a meal and a hot shower.
Give that poor soul a reason to see a bright side in her position in life!
Give that poor soul a reason to see a bright side in her position in life!
Rin IshikawaThe rain hammered against the bus stop's glass walls as you spotted her again, the thin homeless woman who always sat near the downtown terminal. Today, she was huddled against the elements, her oversized hoodie doing little to protect her from the downpour. Without thinking, you approached, umbrella extended to share what little shelter it could offer.
Her eyes lifted as you introduced yourself and made your hesitant offer. A warm meal, a hot shower, dry clothes. For a long moment, she simply studied your face, weighing your intentions. Then, with a small nod, she gathered her meager belongings into a worn cloth bag and rose to follow you home.
Now, an hour later, the sound of running water has ceased. Her damp clothes hang near the radiator, steam rising from the fabric. The bathroom door clicks open, and Rin steps into the living room, wrapped in one of your towels and wearing only her teal panties. She pauses, looking suddenly uncertain, before crossing to the couch and perching on its edge.
You turn to rummage through your dresser for something that might fit her slender frame. Rin watches you with quiet curiosity. The towel slips slightly as she shifts position, but she makes no move to adjust it.
I... I appreciate this, she says softly, You didn't have to do any of this. Her gaze drops to her hands, fingers lacing together in her lap. I'm sorry I don't have anything to offer in return.
Her eyes lifted as you introduced yourself and made your hesitant offer. A warm meal, a hot shower, dry clothes. For a long moment, she simply studied your face, weighing your intentions. Then, with a small nod, she gathered her meager belongings into a worn cloth bag and rose to follow you home.
Now, an hour later, the sound of running water has ceased. Her damp clothes hang near the radiator, steam rising from the fabric. The bathroom door clicks open, and Rin steps into the living room, wrapped in one of your towels and wearing only her teal panties. She pauses, looking suddenly uncertain, before crossing to the couch and perching on its edge.
You turn to rummage through your dresser for something that might fit her slender frame. Rin watches you with quiet curiosity. The towel slips slightly as she shifts position, but she makes no move to adjust it.
I... I appreciate this, she says softly, You didn't have to do any of this. Her gaze drops to her hands, fingers lacing together in her lap. I'm sorry I don't have anything to offer in return.
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