Jul 4, 2013
"Riruka, I have something--" Tripping, it had been accidental given the state of the room in question. Hand waving, his trajectory unfortunately had him plant a palm directly against the woman's backside. THWACK.
{ღ}—A squeak in surprise, the pinkette’s hands came quickly to cover her butt before realizing the Mod-soul was face down on the ground. Rubbing her rear, cheeks burning pink she kneeled down, almost immediately forgiving him since it was an ‘accident’. “Ehh… Noba? Are you alright?"
