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Jovial was a good word to describe Rin's mood right now, as she was humming to herself as she walked along the hall, a mug of sweet, sweet coffee in her hand. Which was rather unfortunate, since when she turned the corner, she ran into someone turning from the other direction.
"Oh shit --" was the curse that left her lips as she instinctively pulled the mug closer to her. This resulted in the hot liquid spilling over her hand and in her general direction. She winced at that, but her attention was primarily on the other person. "I'm so sorry! Are you okay?"










