anette knew better than to let her mind wander while walking, but despite having learned her lesson many times before, she still allowed herself to be distracted by everything going on around her. it wasn’t until she’d knocked right into someone, spilling her coffee in it’s entirety, that she was proved right yet again. “oh my goodness,” her voice faltered as she turned to the person in front of her, “oh, i am so sorry. i can’t believe i - i … i am just so sorry.” tripping over her words, she searched frantically through her purse for her tissues.
"it's fine. i was cold — this coffee feels strangely pleasant," replied ligaya, semi-joking. "a little too hot, but i'll survive. speaking of hot, have you been told today that you're absolutely beautiful? you are."
