Alois weaved his way through moving bodies on the crowded street, ignoring protests as his elbow accidentally hit a few people, giggling lightly as he sprinted as fast as he could through town, boots thumping on the cobblestones. The blonde Earl had taken a liking to running from his butler during their outings to town and, while Claude was surely used to this childish maneuver for attention, it was still quite fun. He did his best to pretend that Claude didn't know where he was at all times and looked over his shoulder, laughing to himself at how much distance he'd put between himself and his uptight butler.
Growing tired, he turned on his heels and ran straight into a building (whether it was a store or a small residence, he did not know, or care), closing the door softly once inside. Backing up, he rather unceremoniously tripped over something, the end result being falling and ramming right into some patron right behind him. Poor innocent shopper, being run into like that-- Alois shook his head, clearing his thoughts as he regained his balance, turning to make sure he hadn't knocked the poor soul over.
