with hands gently folded behind her back, eyes trace out every step taken. there is no sight forward, but djeeta becomes so fixated on watching her feet move. the rhythm adopted strays from the original after a couple moments, and this causes her to stumble over her own toes.
a gasp flees from her lips. what she doesn’t realize is the man walking opposite her, who was just about to pass. unfortunately, her body skews over the trip and she bumps straight into him.
❝ I’m sorry, I---! ❞ her vision gravitates to the strange bird accompanying the man. ❝ ...oh? How cute... ❞
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