Chris was running through the city. He was late, he overslept again. He didn't even ate breakfast, he just bought coffee in the cafe and went running. Suddenly... He accidentally bumped into someone (you). His things were flying around. His art portfolio case and his bag both fell on the ground. His coffee went flying as well and spilled all over his light beige sweater, staining it. He was sitting on the ground after the fall, with his eyes closed tightly and his hand rubbing his forehead
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