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Old 11-14-2025, 01:32 PM   #91 (permalink)
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For half a second... he thought she was standing to leave - which meant being unprepared for one Anna Keller to launch herself directly into his ribcage.

The impact knocked the wind out of him in a startled rush. His arms, utterly useless at the best of times, shot outward like two overcooked peces of spaghetti. "Oh-! Wait- I-!" Noah staggered back a full step, then another, boots skidding on the cobblestones. His satchel swung wildly at his hip. His long, lanky frame tried - and failed - to counter the momentum of a very determined hug.

Balance gone. Center of gravity: fleeing the scene.

And then gone.

He toppled backwards, dragging Anna with him in a modestly graceful disaster - their saving grace being the bench right behind them which meant he did not totally fall over. He still hit the bench with a muffled whumph and his coat bunched up like a badly stuffed cushion behind him, sparing his back. For a beat he sat frozen, blue eyes wide behind a wild tangle of ginger hair and arms wrapped around her in a panicked embrace. After a second, he attempted a pat on her back, which landed somewhere around 'stiff board' on the scale of physical affection. He blinked up at the cloudy sky past her shoulder, cheeks burning crimson.

"I... uh... sorry," he mumbled in a self-conscious cough. "My… er... center of gravity isn't… built for ambushes."
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