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Darrekk felt someone’s leg stub itself on his, and the crash and yelp that came afterwards made it evident that someone had tripped on him. (GUUURL HE TRIPPINNNN) He felt a familiar sinking sensation in his stomach as he realized that he should apologize face somebody. Whether they were angered or not was to be determined. Sighing and pulling his scarf higher up his muzzle (hahaha he thinks nobody can see it aww), he twirled around on his heel and said, “Um… are you alright?” in such a rapid and awkward fashion that he didn't even see who he was apologizing to.
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