ellisbethany:
Bethany had had barely the time to even finish speaking before she saw the young woman moving at the speed of light around her feet, clambering this way and that, hands shooting out and closing around something so small she could not see. From her position in her heels, Beth wasn’t in such a position as to be able to crawling around on the floor, and whilst she wasn’t planning on scuffing her knees just to help a stranger, she couldn’t help but think that the young woman’s behaviour was at best….bizarre. She preferred not to think of the occasions where her phone had been misplaced and she’d been even more deranged in her hunt for the thing, and so instead she simply stood still until the woman seemed somewhat calmer.
And really, now that Beth thought about it, behaviour like this really wasn’t so bizarre. It was quite common to see people grappling in the dirt for lost dollar notes and keys fallen from pockets and bags. It was just that, in those occasions, she wasn’t standing directly in the centre of the kerfuffle. And then, almost as soon as she had started her search, the woman clearly found the object she was looking for. Though she couldn’t see what it was, Beth watched with mild interest as the woman slotted the object into place and adjusted her hair so the object, tiny as it was, was hidden from view.
The woman’s flushed face said it all, and preferring to avoid stepping directly into a social faux pas, Beth merely skimmed her hair away from her face, giving the woman a few seconds more to adjust herself before she tried once again, to gauge a reaction from the brunette woman. “Right. And…are you okay now?” she asked hesitantly, gaze flickering around to the fact that they were standing just a few steps away from a busy New York road, some of whom were now staring at the young woman. “You have everything you need?”
“I’m okay,” Tessa was quick to respond, hands fidgeting some as she fought the nervous habit of playing with the very external piece she had just replaced. She could feel the heat spreading from her cheeks beyond to her ears and down her neck. “I’m okay,” she repeated after looking around at the rush of faces around them, some slowly to give odd looks to the two standing there after her little fiasco.
“Um, yeah, I just--” The situation was already awkward enough and dodging around what she had been looking for only made it worse. Finally she sighed and pulled her hair back to expose the processor, held on through the magnet part of the internal and the aid that hooked over her ear. “I didn’t have it on right, I guess. It slipped off and I can’t afford a new one so I threw my pride out the window and decided looking like I was crazy was worth it.”













