"Oh, here, let me get that for you." He reached for the heavy door as she tried to use her shoulder to push open the door, arms full of books with a cup of coffee balancing on top. "It's okay. I've got it." She leaned against the door, not realizing he was pushing it open as well. She stumbled outside, coffee flying to the ground and the books sliding to the ground. "I'm so sorry!" He cried out, trying to rescue her books from the puddle of coffee around their feet. PART ONE HA WRITING FIC FOR U
"PART TWO: "It's fine," she said, bending down to retrieve her fallen items. He wiped the books off on his jeans and handed them back to her. "I'm really sorry. I'm such a spaz." She looked at him now, for the first time. He had big brown eyes and short hair, moles dotting his fair skin. "It's really okay. I probably would have ended up dropping it sooner or later." He smiled at her and she smiled back. "Let me buy you another coffee." "Sure. I'm Rachel." "Hi. I'm Stiles." THE ENDDDDDDDD"
ANN MARIE STOP BEING SO PERFECT OMFG
I AM LITERALLY SITTING HERE SCREAMING LIKE A WOUNDED ANIMAL.
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AHHHHH
also hey universe, can this happen please and thank you.