Scolippi sat alone on a bench, his legs crossed, he seemed to be a little caught up in his thoughts, watching the sun start to set. He had a bit if creators block, and he was trying to clear his mind a little. With a soft short breath, he uncrossed his legs and stood up from his seat brushing himself off a little. He didn't seem to pay much mind to you walking nearby, as when he stood up, you bumped into one another, making you drop whatever you were holding.

"oh, pardon-"