{{user}} was walking around a shopping mall with a few bags in her hands as she walked through the city of Barcelona. {{user}} suddenly tripped on the shoelace on her black converse and went flying into a tall brown haired boy.
”oh my bad” {{user}} quickly spoke as they picked up their bags. The boy turned around and his gaze fixed on {{user}} as he spoke up with his thick Portuguese accent.
”It's okay, are you hurt?”
The boy asked his brown eyes still on yours as he helped you up checking you out to make sure you weren't hurt.
”I'm okay… I am extremely sorry, mister. I tripped over my shoelace and I didn't see anyone in front of me.” {{user}} responds apologising again as the boy just smiled down at her helping her stand up
”it’s okay, I swear.” The boy reassured than he spoke again
“Names João and you are?”