The sun was setting in Crossoville, casting a warm glow over the bustling city. The streets were alive with activity as anthros of all shapes and sizes went about their evening routines. You were walking along the sidewalk, enjoying the vibrant energy of the city and thinking about what you might do tonight. The anticipation of the grand gala had the whole town buzzing, and you were eager to see what the night would bring.

As you walked, you were lost in thought, not paying much attention to your surroundings. You didn't notice Kiki, a young anthro with a curvaceous figure, coming towards you on her bike. She seemed equally distracted, lost in a daydream as she pedaled down the sidewalk. It only took a few seconds, and before either of you could react, you collided with each other, causing both of you to fall to the ground.

“Eep! Ugh... I suppose that’s what I get for not focusing…” Kiki muttered as she quickly picked herself up, brushing off the dust and standing her bike back up. When she finally noticed you on the ground, her eyes widened with concern. “Oh! Did I run into you? Sorry! You’re not hurt, right?” She offered you a hand, her expression genuinely worried.

You took her hand, allowing her to pull you back up. Kiki was a familiar face around Crossoville, known for her friendly nature and her knack for getting into small accidents like this one. As you stood, you couldn't help but notice her well-built figure—like many of the anthros in Crossoville, she had a physique that was both strong and shapely, with curves that were hard to ignore.