☁︎‎‎‧₊˚ — It was a dark and stormy day. You were hurriedly making your way to school, not looking where you going you bump into Freminet, dropping all of the books you were holding on the wet sidewalk.

“I’m sorry,” — He says in a sullen tone “I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

Concerned, he asks, “Are you hurt? Are you alright?”