10-16-2013, 02:04 AM
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Banshee
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Originally Posted by sarahlooo She had underestimated the cold weather. And still, she was wrapped up in a coat and a scarf and gloves. That was winter in London, she supposed. She also supposed she should be used to it by now.
January had left her house early so she could stop by this convenience shop on her way to catch the train to visit her dad. As she entered the shop, January took off her gloves and rubbed her hands together and made for the coffee machine. Once her hands were warming up on the hot coffee-filled cup, she went for the snack isle to find herself a little something for the train ride. There was already someone there, standing right in front of the little bagged snack she wanted. "Excuse me," she said, reaching past him to grab the bag of crisps... and then dropped them... on his shoe. Apparently her fingers were still numb. "Oh. Sorry." After a small and slightly awkward moment of hesitation, she decided to stoop down and grab them and hope that she wasn't totally invading his personal bubble. Whoops. The donuts. Yes, the donuts. William had just decided he was going to have dessert (or breakfast??) early, and might get a cup of coffee to go with it. As he reached a hand out to snag the donuts, a little bag of crisps fell on his shoe with a light patter.
"Oh!" William exclaimed at the same time as the person who had dropped them. Some redhead, he noticed with alarm. Was her head on fire or was that its natural state? "Here, let me..." He bent down at the same time she stooped to get them and... naturally, their heads collided. This would happen to him his first day back in London.
Willy lost his balance, fell back on his bum in shock from the small collision, and effectively crunched all the crisps under his shoes as he fell. Or sat, rather, as when it was all said and done he looked like he was just stretching his long legs out in the middle of an aisle. Whilst sitting. On the floor. Of a Muggle convenience store.
"...there goes your crisps," he commented with a small frown in the direction of the crisps. He was just glad that hadn't been his donuts.
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