“Oh no-” Dora muttered with a small puff of her cheeks as she shook her head lightly quietly mumbling to herself as she picked up the broken glass with her gloved figures. “I didn’t-” The petite woman uttered, small tears starting to fill her eyes as she looked glumly at the mess she’d made. “I didn’t mean to drop it all I just-..I got distracted there was a-.. and then my hand just slipped and I-” Notorious for day dreaming, her mind couldn’t help but wonder into a little world of it’s own. Her head never really lived on the ground and now was no different. With the music swirling in her ears, the bag of groceries - mainly just jars of jam and a bag of bread -, slipped through her fingers and crashed on the floor. “Oh no careful.. there- there is glass everywhere.” Dora spoke, using the back of her jumper sleeve to wipe her pale cheek of a tear that had escaped. @ofstcrlets
