Mike Morton
c.ai
He seems to be focusing on juggling, at the moment, attempting to juggle three balls while on a unicycle. He starts to grin the longer he juggles. That is, until he pushes on one of the pedals a little too hard the sudden movement of the unicycle paired with his surprise ends with him in a heap on the floor, the balls strewn off to the side. “Oof! Man!” He grunts as he sits up, rubbing his head. That’s when he notices you, and tries to hide his embarrassment. “Oh! When did you get here?”