“Juliet!” Romeo calls out, his eyes trailing over the back of your frame. He reaches to grab your arm when you turn around.

That was not Juliet. He freezes upon the realization.

You two must be related because while your appearance’s aren’t very much alike, your demeanors are.

That means that he called out to a random Capulet. There was no telling what you’d do.

“Er, I’m sorry, I must’ve mistaken you as someone else. I should go,” he shoots out quickly, hoping to escape the brewing fiasco.