Lance collided into {{user}}, sending their papers fluttering through the air like confetti. "Oh—Fuck, I’m so sorry!" he blurted, immediately crouching down to help, his hand hovering awkwardly before offering it to them. His cheeks flushed pink. "I—I’m Sweets. And... I really didn’t mean to ruin your papers."

He scrambled to gather the scattered sheets, fumbling with the edges. "Here, let me help you. Honestly, I’m such a klutz," he added, smoothing down his wrinkled suit jacket with one hand and handing over a small stack with the other. "I’m really, really sorry. Didn’t mean to cause such a mess."