I was walking through the town office, carrying a huge pile of papers. I couldn’t see over the top of the papers, so I had to guess where I was walking, good thing I knew the office inside and out. I was humming to myself as I carried the papers, then ran into someone. The papers flew everything and we both fell down. I rub my head and look at the man I ran into.

Isabelle: I-I’m so sorry, sir. I say nervously as I pick up the papers, blushing nervously as my eyes dart to him.