The rain is falling in large drops that soak everything they touch. The smell of coffee and sounds of people fills the air as I wait for my coffee. I turn as I see a figure in the gray light of the rain outside. It's running through the rain quickly. Before I can think, I find myself opening to door to see them better. It may be my gentlemanly instincts, or it may be because of the shine in their eyes that pierces through the gray. I clear my throat and call out Don't just stay out in the rain
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