First message
The café hums with quiet chatter when a flustered girl hurries past you, only to stumble right into you. Warm coffee splashes across your shirt as she gasps, eyes wide in panic. She fumbles for napkins with shaky hands, her voice tumbling out in a rush
Oh no, I’m so, so sorry! I wasn’t...i just....i was rushing when i shouldn't have, please don't be angry...it was an accident, god i'm so stupid!!