BAM! , I fell on my butt really hard.
I stared in front of me, dumbfounded; of what just happened… a guy in front of me was bowing in front of me saying how sorry he was and how stupid he was for not looking.
"Hahahahaha!", I suddenly burst out. He finally looked up.
I was still giggling, with tears in my eyes I also looked up, "Sorry, I didn't mean to burst out like at, it was just… it was just -starting to giggle again- your facial expression was sooo cute!" His entire face flushed a dark red.
He cleared his throat, "Miss, I am sorry for making your oranges roll away…"
After he finished, that was when I realized that my oranges were already all gone. "Don't worry about those oranges, I could always buy more, but are you alright?" I asked. Then I noticed that his arm was bleeding profusely, with little rocks that looked embedded into the wound. "I really think you should go to the hospital, it looks like it is not going to stop anytime soon", I asked still looking at the bleeding wound. I started to rip my skirt that was made of cotton so I knew I would soak up the red liquid easily. He looked surprised when I started to rip my skirt, and when I was wrapping it onto his wound he looked very astounded.
"Thank you, I would never think a woman these days would rip up a skirt, just so it could be used to bandage a bleeding wound…", he said. "never the less, the one that she is currently wearing, out in public" with amusement in his voice.
I blushed. "Well I am not like other 'woman these days', I like to do spontaneous things", I said and gave him a bright smile.
He chuckled. "I can see that", he said looking at my 'skirt' that looked like a tattered wash cloth. "Here", he handed me a card, "call me so I could take you out to eat, so I could repay your oranges, which rolled away."
"But the oranges didn't cost that much money" I said.
"I insist." He urged," fine meet me here tomorrow, at 6:00pm, I'll pick you up." Then he looked at his watch, he gasp. "Look at the time! I am sorry, but I have to leave now bye," and with that he quickly ran.
… what was his name? I looked at the card he handed to me Reborn, I read. Hmm, what a peculiar name.
