@sebastiangrasstat
She should not be walking the street with boxes upon boxes of day old bread for the local soup kitchen and a piping hot cup of coffee. She knew that but she was the newbie at the bakery therefore that meant she was given the grunt work. Luck would have it that Luna misstepped and in an attempt to not fall and still keep the boxes from falling and spilling out she sacrificed her coffee and sent it flying in the opposite direction. “Tragame tierra,” she mumbled to herself in her first language as she peered over the boxes and looked at the direction her coffee had gone...mostly being worn by a passerby. “Lord, shit. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to drench you,” she said immediately noticing his facial expression.














