❛ ᴅᴜᴅᴇ ɢᴇᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ !! ❜ calliope yells once her eyes land on the one figure that doesnt seem to react immediately the way you should when you notice a girl clearly out of control skating right towards you . when she put on the rollerblades earlier that day it seemed she failed to take into account she hadn’t use a pair in almost 15 years… or the fact that she wasn’t even good to begin with back then . soon enough that’s a worry for another day, as she collides with the unsuspecting male and takes him to the floor with her, momentarily unaware of just how much he stopped her from planting her face on the concrete . ❛ jesus !! are you dead ?? ❜ callie’s blunt question comes out as soon as she takes in her surroundings, moving away from the male and assuring the small group of people gathering around them that they’re fine . at least calliope was, she wasn’t sure she could say the same for a guy who didn’t have ‘getting out of the way’ as a primal reaction in face of a life-threatening situation… or something along those lines.
the entirety of malachi’s physique radiates with a minor ache, one that carried the potential to be a lot worse from the initial blow of the collapse. his masculinity’s kicking in though, and he thinks this is a breeze compared to the multitude of fights sparked from inebriation with his fellow pals that’s become more frequent in his life than not. a guttural groan spilling from the base of his throat as a means to formulate some sort of response to her inquiry, ‘ ask me when i’m not on the ground, maybe. ’ despite the fact that his chest’s tightening with every inhalation and he’s positive this experience in particular can counter as a near-death experience, he’s hoisting himself up anyway, honeyed hues ultimately taking in the culprit of the unnamed girl with the roller skaters, studying over her as she assures the witnesses that everything was alright, and no, the elderly lady didn’t need to call the paramedics. once the chatter dies down, he’s nearing towards the girl, a firm believer in the fact that this peculiar run in couldn’t have been coincidence ; especially not when malachi was a hopeless romantic, to say the least. ‘ well, that’s one way to fall into someone’s arms, right ? ’ he begins to captivate her attention, praying to the highest power that if all went south, he could at least blame it on the potential concussion.
