" oh, i apologize, dear boy. i didn't mean to bump into -- " apologetically, crimson looks down at the child with a sweet smile, a little embarrassed that he hadn't been paying attention enough, rounding a small corner of the library to end up lightly meeting with the other, physically. his voice comes to a stop when recognition pools in his gaze when he notices the familiar visage of his face. ah, he came into the cafe not too long ago. his eyes brighten slightly, saccharine in tone and in expression. " ara, i know you ... you visited the cafe i work at with my children, right across the street from here. "
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