Then, one rainy afternoon, I met him by chance on the street near my house, and he got himself under my umbrella to say hello to me.
"You live around here?" he asked me.
"I live over there, in Carlos da Maia street," I pointed. "What are you doing here?"
"I went by Joanna's place, but she's not home."
"Is Joanna your girlfriend?" I asked.
"More or less," he replied. "Are you going home?"
"Yes, what about you?"
"I'm gonna get soaked all the way to my home!" he laughed.
"You wanna wait a while in ...