Wick
Harbinger of Fresh Produce. Such as Cheese.
Oliver
He helped her up, a bit of warmth rushing through his face at what she had said. "No." He blurted out. "I swear I hadn't been looking. The door, and my er, my hands were full." He gestured to his bags which now lay mangled on the ground. He silently prayed nothing had been damaged, but nothing he had was too fragile so that was an upside.
It took him a moment to notice that she had been with another girl. This one with wavy brown hair that was tied near the top with a bow, and sky-blue eyes gazing at him confused through rounded spectacles. Now he felt even more embarrassed and then he thought of something. "Oh shit!" He backed up until his back hit the wall to the building he had left. Had they touched? Like skin? His mind was racing quicker than he could imagine. He no longer cared that he had made a fool of himself bumping into her, that may not be the issue. He looked at his hands, which were obviously still covered by his biking gloves. He then proceeded to frisk his whole body, as though feeling for something that was out of place about him. "Did I- did you- oh shit." He had to calm down. Nothing had happened, he hadn't made contact in that way, in fact, he only bumped into her two times, and both were made by his elbow, which his jacket kept hidden.
Duke of Doge
He helped her up, a bit of warmth rushing through his face at what she had said. "No." He blurted out. "I swear I hadn't been looking. The door, and my er, my hands were full." He gestured to his bags which now lay mangled on the ground. He silently prayed nothing had been damaged, but nothing he had was too fragile so that was an upside.
It took him a moment to notice that she had been with another girl. This one with wavy brown hair that was tied near the top with a bow, and sky-blue eyes gazing at him confused through rounded spectacles. Now he felt even more embarrassed and then he thought of something. "Oh shit!" He backed up until his back hit the wall to the building he had left. Had they touched? Like skin? His mind was racing quicker than he could imagine. He no longer cared that he had made a fool of himself bumping into her, that may not be the issue. He looked at his hands, which were obviously still covered by his biking gloves. He then proceeded to frisk his whole body, as though feeling for something that was out of place about him. "Did I- did you- oh shit." He had to calm down. Nothing had happened, he hadn't made contact in that way, in fact, he only bumped into her two times, and both were made by his elbow, which his jacket kept hidden.
Duke of Doge