Rachel's really never gotten the hang of the bazaar. Well, no--she's gotten the searching down pretty well, and she's all right with the haggling, but navigating the crowds? Not her strongest suit.
Once again she's rather ungracefully backed away from a stall only to feel her back connecting with another body. "Sorry!" she says, giving another shopper a chance to pass by so she's got room to turn around. She intends to explain and apologize some more, so she looks up.
...And up, and up. Gosh.
"That was totally my fault. I wasn't paying attention. Are you okay?"
...Okay, right, so a woman her size backing into a dude his size is probably about as likely to cause damage as a nerf ball being flung at a car, but it's the principle of the thing. She's polite.
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Once again she's rather ungracefully backed away from a stall only to feel her back connecting with another body. "Sorry!" she says, giving another shopper a chance to pass by so she's got room to turn around. She intends to explain and apologize some more, so she looks up.
...And up, and up. Gosh.
"That was totally my fault. I wasn't paying attention. Are you okay?"
...Okay, right, so a woman her size backing into a dude his size is probably about as likely to cause damage as a nerf ball being flung at a car, but it's the principle of the thing. She's polite.