He was running to work, already about an hour late from his faulty alarm clock not waking him up.

He had his bag messily thrown over his shoulder, buttoning up his white collared shirt as he ran down the street

Before he knew it, his foot seemed to have caught on something as he fell, instantly blacking out as he slipped through the crack of the world

He opened his eyes, as his vision cleared he saw you, your oddly unique look making him squeal like a little girl