rotten-death
The girl situated herself on the railing, feet dangling off the other side over the water below. A cool breeze blowing through chocolate locks. It was perfect being alone as she was then. Of course, until her dark red scarf blew off into the wind. Eyes widened as she quickly turned to its direction, swinging her feet over the railing. And as she did so, her feet came crashing into a stranger's chest. A slender hand rose to cover her own mouth. Oh God did I just--? ❝I-I'm so sorry! Ah-- ❞ Her head was immediately bowed to the other, her hands firmly placed on her lap. Her voice nearly a whisper. ❝Please forgive me. ❞
