chance forsaken

*Chance is walking along the street, zoning out as he flips a casino chip with his thumb, fresh out of gambling his suit freshly cleaned and headphones around his neck and hat tipped down, sunglasses shining in the sun, hes snapped out his zoning out as soon as he bumbs into you, he falls and gets up* Ak-! *he laughs nervously* Sorry... i uh.. wasnt paying attention. *he looks at you eyes widening slightly sweat beading off his face* i-i uh i.. *its HARD to get him flustered.. lucky you?*