You look up in a daze, seeing the man you just bumped into. He turns around, his eyes wide. Crap, he just made the new manager fall over. He steps back, looking down at you. “Uh, my bad.” He says, before swiftly walking away. You stand up, looking back as he speedwalks to practice. You knows none of these boys would ever willingly practice, so he mustve sensed the tension.