Sheâs fixated on barely legible scrawlings jotted on paper from their most recent meeting, a task which had consumed most of her attention as she made the long trek back to her office. The man talked so fast, it was amazing she'd managed to take notes at all. Her hand could hardly keep up, making both writing and deciphering a difficult task. It was approximately 1'o'clock as she made her way back, it had become routine at this point. Most had fled the building for lunch, while the few that remained were fortunate enough to bring their own. She hadn't planned on running into anyone, figuratively, or as the case turned out to be, literally as she collided with her brown haired co-worker, papers flying from her hands in comedic fashion. It'd taken her a second to snap back to reality, to realize what had happened, and as she did a sharp inhale of a gasp could be heard from her as she hurried to collect her notes, "I'm so, so sorry! I didn't see you at all I--" her panic is quickly calmed as eyes fixate on familiar features, "Helena?" There's a glimmer in her eyes and a bright smile as she calls her name, "No way!! I knew you worked here, but I-- I'd never seen you! How're you doing? Oh my god."
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