Aug 5, 2013
You're too damn tall, Bertholdt
It was a nice day enough, classes were over, and there were still hours left to kill. Jean was walking through through the courtyard, hands in his pockets, eying around for something to do. He saw someone sitting against the tree, but spotting the Flugel Haus tie, Jean decided to skirt around him. Yet, even though Jean thought he had inched over enough to not knock into the other, he still fell flat on his face.
"H...Hey-!! What the hell man?" Jean pushed himself to his knees, head whipped around and an embarrassed blush spreading across his face. "You're legs are too damned long!"
