"You just follow me this afternoon, I'll take you to some tasty places to eat, and fun places to play!"
Luckily the hotel had umbrellas at the entrance, otherwise, George Flack and Mallia Mamet wouldn't have been able to go out.
But looking at the elegant black straight-handled umbrellas at the entrance, George Flack felt a bit of stealthy joy, as it meant he could share one with Mallia Mamet.
"The weather here is really unpredictable. I thought it was nice outside, but it turns out it's already raining."
"That's quite common, no need to make a big deal out of it."
Mallia Mamet stood by, waiting for George Flack to grab an umbrella.
It was indeed a large umbrella. After George Flack opened it, he waited for Mallia Mamet to join him by his side.
The two of them shared the same umbrella, and this time Mallia Mamet's hand clung to George Flack's.
"Shall we just walk there?" Mallia Mamet didn't know how far it was, so she asked George Flack.
