May 7, 2013
@violetchessgame
"I'm sorry, I'm very sorry!"
This was about the fifteenth time she had apologized, dabbing lightly at the man's clothing to try and remove what had once been her early morning coffee. She'd been running around the corning, having slept in 30 minutes longer than she should have after a night of drinking, and then crashed into him, sending her stuff scattering around the sidewalk and her freshly purchased coffee over him.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to spill this..."