Braille book in hand, she narrowly missed colliding with someone she had no knowledge of, hand on the wall as a measure of grounding, book clutched to her chest. "Sorry." Her eyes were uncovered today, sightlessness obvious if coupled with the text in her possession.
Seeing as he was distracted himself with his phone, he didn't realize what was occurring before him until he caught glimpse of a person who seemed to be in a similar state. "Whoa," he mumbled, reflexes delayed but taking a step back so they wouldn't collide. "It's cool, it was my bad too. You good?"











