moving through the lot during the morning rush, penn held his smoothie close to his chest -- though most of the others moved around him without him having to tilt in the slightest. not everyone moved, though, and his shoulder collided with someone else’s. he saw their phone fly through the air, and with his quick reflexes caught it before it could tumble to the ground. he turned to the person -- a pretty girl he’d seen before around the lot -- and gave her his most charming smile. “you dropped this,” he said, holding the phone out to her; admittedly not his best line, but it would do. // @ebitfield
















