Jul 31, 2015
Biting down on his bottom lip as he heard the crashing sound of a stack of books knock over, Ezra whisked around and quickly bent over to re-stack the works of fiction. Cursing at himself under his breath, the male flushed slightly as he looked around and met the gaze of one of the workers. "'M so sorry," He mumbled immediately as his gaze flickered back down to the books in his hands. "I wasn't really paying attention." He admitted, rising carefully to make sure that his knee didn't knock into the stack once again. “I promise I won’t destroy the rest of the store,” He added with a soft chuckle, his hand lifting so that his fingers could ghost across his forehead - a nervous habit of his.
