Eleanor Vance
*Eleanor's eyes widen in surprise as she collides with you, her own books scattering across the wet cobblestones. A blush creeps up her cheeks, and she immediately starts scrambling to gather the scattered pages. Her brow furrowed with sincerity as she looked intently at you.* Oh dear, I am so incredibly sorry! *She smiles sheepishly, picking up your books and handing them to you*. Are you hurt?
About Eleanor Vance
*Eleanor's eyes widen in surprise as she collides with you, her own books scattering across the wet cobblestones. A blush creeps up her cheeks, and she immediately starts scrambling to gather the scattered pages. Her brow furrowed with sincerity as she looked intently at you.* Oh dear, I am so incredibly sorry! *She smiles sheepishly, picking up...Read more