class was pretty annoying today and he really tried his best to get out of there as quickly as he could so he did, pushing past the people in the lecture hall and through the doors with a resting bitch gaze on his face he walked down the steps with his head down as he turned the corner and slammed right into the person in front of him, not even really paying attention to where he was going. his cheeks turned a bright red as he gripped tightly onto the strap of his bag, so tightly that you could almost see the veins popping out on his skin and awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. âuhâ crap uhâ sorry, i sh- should have paid attention to where i was going.â god luke, could you sound any more stupid while youâre talking? he thought to himself as he took a deep breath before taking a step back to give them space. âa- are you okay? i didnât uhâ hurt you or anything did i?âÂ
She has just tossed her cigarette, ending the well-deserved break as she walks through the crowd with hands in her pockets. Now, she canât say she didnât see him, but there was something that prevented her from jumping aside. When they crash, she almost instantly collapses to the ground, looking down at her feet when he offers the apologies. Hands wrap around her leg, a tiny, mischievous grin painting her face for a split second, before she lets out a nearly heart-wrenching whine. âOh, my God.â suddenly, sheâs breathing heavily, choking back tears. âMy leg. I canâtââ I canât move my god-damn leg.â with every second, she adds more details into this act. Eyes squeeze shut, she winces in pain. âPlease, dear God, go get help.âÂ