Uh..you dropped this, it looks pretty important so uh, here you are.” The boy said stammering awkwardly leaning down to grab the papers that had fallen. Once he had collected them all he stood again and handed the papers back to the person in front of him.
“Huh—what’d ya’ say?” He’d been on a mission, or what appeared to be one with how he’d been practically jogging from one end of the campus to the other, so when a voice called out from behind, Anthony whirled around, a small skip to his step as he slowed to a stop. First locking an expectant gaze on the other male, it was when the raven haired boy’s focus lowered to the thin stakc of papers that Anthony jerked his head down to his folder barely clinging to a single sheet that managed to keep from slipping out. “Ah fuck,” he cursed into the wind before lightly jogging back over to where the other stood, a lopsided smile stretching over chiselled features as he took the papers, carelessly stuffing them back into the sleeve of his folder. “Hey thanks, bud. Good lookin’ out.”
