[What? What is a random person doing standing in his way during this time of day? There isn't usually anyone standing in this exact spot at this time today. No. No there isn't.
He yelps a little as he crashes into the girl, flailing and falling hard onto the sidewalk. He doesn't seem very concerned about his bruised tailbone... or the girl he'd run into for that matter... he's more intent on locating his journal and his pen. He scrambles across the sidewalk to retrieve the fallen objects, snapping the book closed and clutching it to his chest. Frantic, he looks around, just waiting for someone to come out of the shadows and grab him.]
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Date: 2013-12-04 11:54 pm (UTC)He yelps a little as he crashes into the girl, flailing and falling hard onto the sidewalk. He doesn't seem very concerned about his bruised tailbone... or the girl he'd run into for that matter... he's more intent on locating his journal and his pen. He scrambles across the sidewalk to retrieve the fallen objects, snapping the book closed and clutching it to his chest. Frantic, he looks around, just waiting for someone to come out of the shadows and grab him.]