He hadn’t mean to hit the person, throwing the boomerang as a tester sort of thing but he had thrown it right into an unexpected person, “ah, bloody hell, you right down there?” He walks over picking up the idly boomerang on the floor awkwardly looking down at you.

You exclaim a profanity at him, and he holds his hands up in defence “M’sorry there love I don’t see ya, threw this not expecting it to actually spin.” He gave you a crook grin, scratching his chin.

“Here let me help ya up.”