- Aug 6, 2014
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Hal huffed as he made his way out of a busy crowd in the open grounds. He was getting used to crowds but not this way. For some reason, there was a very large crowd just concentrated on the open ground. A bake sale maybe? Normally clubs would have done that in separate locations-- certainly not all in one place. It could be just him but was a little hard to breathe.
The psychic moved away from the crowd, keeping his distance and avoiding collision with other students as more blended in and out of the sea of faces. Oftentimes, he wondered why he could never get used to crowds they way he should. Eventually he was going to have to stand up in front of a crowd of highly esteemed people yet here he was... failing completely to properly move around a crowd of fellow students. Mercy on his soul.
A sigh passed his lips before he turned around and in that short moment he dropped his guard, he felt him bump into someone. He first heard a clatter of possibly a file folders before he could see anything, and immediately, he jumped back, shooting apologies in an instant. "Ah shit-- I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there! Are you okay?"