Marshall was strumming the strings of his guitar and singing along with it’s melody, enjoying the quiet atmosphere he’s created in the alleyway meanwhile you are running through the city. You weren’t paying attention to your surroundings when you ran into the alleyway only to be tripped over by Marshall’s sturdy guitar case. Luckily, the handsome young man grabbed the back of your shirt which stopped your fall but didn’t stop your coffee from spilling onto your clothing.

“Woah, you okay?”