hollyxhart:
It had been a long morning for Holly, instructing a class of under 12′s. She loved her job but that age group when herded together could be a challenge, she much preferred one on one lessons. She got paid better for them too.
She was still dressed in a work out tennis skirt and polo shirt as she mad her way to her local cafe. She needed a coffee if she was going to endure the private lesson she had booked for that afternoon.
Waiting in line, she was preoccupied with her phone, not realising she’d bumped right into the person in front of her. “Shit,” she murmured, looking up then and giving them a sheepish grin. “I’m so sorry… I wasn’t watching what I was doing. You okay?” She asked, head tilted a little, smiling at the other person.
After reciting every possible fact about Tower of London, Buckingham Palace, and Fleet Street for the entire day so far, Leigh was in dire need of some peace and quiet. It was a whole routine, including the same old spot that always guaranteed that he wouldn’t be disturbed. That was until someone barged right into him, making him drop his tea right down onto the floor.
“Shit,” he exclaimed, taking a small jump away from the spillage. He looked down himself, though that was hardly necessary. No massive damage. “Think I got off without any severe burns but could’ve got that all over my good jeans.”