I sighed with great relief I I locked the door behind me, leaving Xixi behind. Walked another 45.75meters to get to the station since there were no cabs passing. Soeul is a very busy...anyone could care less about what you do...or even worse, what they did to you.
Yesterday they was a heavy downpour, and of course, the road is still wet, as if the sun had gone on vacation to Ceres or perhaps somewhere cold enough for her to heat the atmosphere a little, maybe she needed to regulate her body temperature since she was way too hot. Ignore, I could be quite the dreamy type, one who imagines and reckons, then brings it to the physical world as if it were to be a reality. But all in all, that is what got me this job, and fixed alot of damaged things, one that made me, the designer that I am! A genuinely wonderful one of course, and I ain't pretensive.
I walked on the pedestrian route gently and tried not to make that clanky sound. Right, I'll have to use the main road to get to Mrs. Cheng's place to give her the dress I had made for her... After all, it was her birthday, what could go wrong on such a special day?
Out of nowhere came a black Lamborghini hurican, racing through the line of cars, using the middle lane of course. The driver then turned right and kept on moving at high speed.
I was standing on the side of the road, where cars usually parked waiting for the traffic light to turn red so I can be able to cross. In front of the bakery, right about 5.6cm away from the terrace, lied a puddle. And I was 3.1cm away from it.
Remember when I said "what could go wrong on such a special day? Right. Big mistake! And u can guess what happened next. The bag containing the dress I had for Mrs. Cheng? Ruined! The dress? Ruined? My work attire? Almost... But still...if I hadn't jumped onto the terrace, it would have been...yet still, I'll classify it as, RUINED! Yes of course I had a valid reason for that, what's the proof? Droplets of stains from the puddle. Anything else?!