Just being alone does not mean that no one needs you. Just being alone doesn’t mean you don’t need anyone. They met on a deserted city street. Usually, this street was not deserted. But Fate rightly feared that in the bustle of city life, among a large crowd, these two might not have noticed each other. And she chose a previously rainy morning to organize their meeting.
It was a difficult task. Fate was supposed to commit a crime and gently pull out a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of an elderly writer. How else could she make him leave the house early in the morning? He used to work early in the morning, with a cup of aromatic strong coffee and a cigarette. It helped him focus. But that morning everything went wrong ...
The janitor who cleaned the porch, near which the old fat and very lonely dog slept, had been in a bad mood since the morning. She tore the stockings (Fate and then tried to organize everything). Therefore, when she saw the dog, the janitor shouted irritably: "Get out!"
The unfortunate dog did not even realize that he had done wrong. He quietly got up and walked along the deserted wet street.
But not always what seems bad to us is really like that. They could not meet: a very lonely dog and a very lonely person. Although ... why am I talking about them like that? They are no longer alone!
PS: This short story was written for competition on WEKU