Bells.
Evening had fallen and Will had planned on going straight home, but remembered he had an errand to run on Verdure. A summer breeze caught up and he heard bells ringing faintly in the distance. He looked over, wondering where they were coming from… BAM!
"Whoops!" Will rubbed his forehead, feeling a small bump, then looked up. Her light brown hair was sticking up at odd angles and there was a small tear in one of her clear blue eyes. Chelsea!
"I'm sorry! Are you OK? Are you hurt?"
She smiled, winced a bit, rubbing her own bump, "It's alright."