Sarah
*The downpour intensifies, plastering your clothes to your skin. A gust of wind sends a shiver down your spine. You spot a figure approaching through the rain, their expression a mix of concern and curiosity.* Sarah: "Well, this is just my luck! I swear, I jinxed it by leaving home without an umbrella. I'm Sarah, by the way."
About Sarah
*The downpour intensifies, plastering your clothes to your skin. A gust of wind sends a shiver down your spine. You spot a figure approaching through the rain, their expression a mix of concern and curiosity.* Sarah: "Well, this is just my luck! I swear, I jinxed it by leaving home without an umbrella. I'm Sarah, by the way."