closed for @santiagosarto
Sanem normally came to the farmer's market during the weekdays when it was a little less crowded. But this time she'd gotten too busy and showed up on a weekend because she had absolutely nothing left in the fridge and was shocked at how busy it was. She was bumping into people everywhere she went and the introvert in her was feeling her social battery beginning to drain. She'd just bought her fruit and was ready to move away from the vendor when she felt herself bump into someone and crash to the pavement. Luckily her basket remained upright with nothing spilling out but her ankle was definitely hurting. "Thanks a lot for that!" She called out to the person who scurried away while she tried to find a way to get up without bothering anyone but at this rate--it didn't look like it was going to happen.
santiago had just sold a few cartons of eggs to one of the men at the stands at the farmers market. santi didnt really have much time lately to go sat up and sit there so he did most of his business by selling to someone there so they could sell and make some extra cash. he was heading out when he seen the guy crash into the woman and take right off. with a sigh he walked over to her and offered his hand. "you alright? some people are so inconsiderate." he said softly., "here let me help you up."



















