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 [ `she gasps, stepping away as the candy spilled on her and across the floor, the occasional one finding its way into her shirt. irritation didn’t even cross her emotions at the other’s clumsiness, instead she quickly bent down to help him begin to gather (or rather try) the rest of the candy that had scattered around them; ] Looks like the floor had a bit of a sweettooth, too.

He squawked, a startled, rasping sound– he hadn’t been watching himself (as had been evident as he tapped away furiously on his phone which had resulted in the collision). And so he stumbled over multiple apologies, though  they were all the same, just phrased differently.

“I am so sorry. Do you know how sorry I am? Very. I’m gonna–” The candied beans skittered further across the floor, and he flapped a hand at her, “Sorry, I’m–”