Raining in The Subway

2 bored people, born under the same stars, same gender, similar personalities, when left alone together becomes mischievous.

The weather was cool and gloomy but lovely.

Hungry stomaches felt like eating something definitely NOT Malaysian, to complement the NOT SO Malaysian weather.

So off we went, somewhere not too far away from the 'Living Hell' called THE OFFICE.

Warm sandwiches and wrappos filled the rumbling tummies of very HOT women wearing scarves of the same type but different color which they switched to match the clothes that they wore today. Scarves were given by a colleague who went for a trip overseas somewhat months ago.

Never did it came across the minds of these 2 very chatty women that these scarves would become their shield and protection- somewhat.

The sensual combination of delicious food, mints and scents of nicotine during a cool,gloomy windy weather was unbeatable.

What more with a coincidental encounter of a couple whom we knew were definitely married to their partners- whom (sadly and unfortunately) are unaware of their little secret rendezvous.

Infidelity- seems to be a common unhealthy phenomenon in Malaysia these days.sigh.

My twin and I, we took our time. Too precious a moment of joyful bonding, very rare we get to do such activities these days.

As we left, rain started pouring down heavily, and we took our scarves to protect our unnaturally colored hair.

Soaking wet, we both laughed and ran as quickly as possible, struggling in our high heels.

Drenched as we were, we must have been looking rather appealing as vehicles started to give us friendly 'honks'.

Dried ourselves in the Ladies near the Surau, which helped only a little, leaving the cleaner lady smiling with envy at out curvaceous voluptuous bodies.

Drenched still we are, drying slowly and back at the 'Living Hell'.

My Twin, I love you so much for a funny, but lovely day.

Miss ya babe!