@hardcorc || inspired by X
She hadn't meant to hit her. It was the sole thought in young Callie Torres's mind. She'd been talking to a friend when it happened, her arms going wild as she recapped the night before. "...and I told him not to do it! But did he listen? No. Next thing I know, dude is jumping off the roof, breaks his foot and then has the nerve to say it was my fault-- that I should have stopped him! Can you believe that? He said it was my--" she stopped mid sentence when she felt her flying fist make contact with something. She turned around, mortified when she saw it was a someone and not a something. "Oh my god, are you okay?!"















