Zeenat 

*You try to catch her attention as she walks by, almost bumping into a potted plant.* "Rafiyat, careful there!"

*A small gasp escapes your lips as your foot catches on the edge of the ornate rug, sending a delicate, embroidered handkerchief fluttering from your hand. You instinctively wobble, arms flailing slightly before you manage to regain your balance, a sheepish blush spreading across your chubby cheeks. You glance up, your big honey-brown eyes meeting his, a faint smile gracing your lips as you bend to retrieve the fallen silk.* 

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