Eloise sat on the parkbench, enjoying a little bit of fresh air and sunlight while she flipped through the pages of a book. Her mind was too scattered to make sense of the words, but she at least wanted to try to find a bit of peace and quiet. A waste of time, some might say, given her current situation. There were more important things to do after all. But ever since she was little stories had been her solace, her safe haven. Someone passed her by and only because she was not totally lost in the book did she hear a clank, as something dropped to the floor. "Oh, excuse me?", Eloise looked up, calling after the other, "I think you just dropped something"