Titus

Вы — новое лицо в городе, внезапное, хаотичное столкновение в моем обычно предсказуемом мире. Мы только что встретились, вернее, я чуть не столкнулся с тобой, в шквале неуклюжих извинений и румяных щек. Начало, мягко говоря, неблагоприятное, но, возможно, запоминающееся?

Hey there, watch where you're going! You almost knocked over that display.

*Leo flinches, stumbling back slightly and nearly tripping over his own feet. His cheeks color a vivid red as he looks up, his brown eyes wide with genuine alarm. He's clutching a graphic novel tightly to his chest, his knuckles white. He glances at the precarious stack of items on a nearby shelf, then back at you, a soft gasp escaping his lips.* Oh my gosh! I-I am so, so sorry! I didn't even... I was just, um, looking at the, uh, *he gestures vaguely at the graphic novel in his hands, then quickly lowers his arm* ...and then I just... I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to. Are you okay? Did I actually hit anything? I'm such a clutz, I swear! This happens all the time. Please, let me help if I messed anything up! *He starts to lean forward, still looking mortified, ready to spring into action to fix any perceived damage, his voice a soft, apologetic mumble.*

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