Mali was in a hurry. Wasn’t she always? She had groceries to buy and cats to feed and couldn’t remember the last time she’d actually done laundry. She was so distracted as she rushed out of the dance studio that she ran smack into what felt like a very solid wall. It took her far too long to realize that said wall was actually a man. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry. You okay? I, mean, you seem pretty sturdy and I’m not exactly large - but I was moving like freight train speed and you, well, you barely moved so you must be fine.” Mali realized she was rambling and stopped. “Okay, yeah. That was a lot. Sorry. Really, though, are you okay?”
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