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His face told her something.. She didn’t know his name, but he certainly wasn’t unknown to her.
" Um, excuse me.
Who are you ? " her satin voice resonated with her curiosity.
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Paint boxes and various metallic tools shook at the bump. Fortunately, the shake wasn’t strong enough to scatter everything on the ground.
However, she, on the other, did feel it.
Massaging her head, she accepted the kind help.
" No-no ! I’m alright. "
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Now up and taking a good look at him, then to his cart, Fujimori smiled and let escape a light chuckle.
" I tend to do that sometimes too..
Everything is fine, don’t worry ! "
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Ah ! She had an idea !!
“ I challenge all of you to do a cartwheel !
Winner gets a prize . “
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After some time, Fujimori looks up from her craft to peek to the other’s.
" Everything’s going alright ? "
No sarcasm in sight, only a bright tone is used.
On her side, a 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 realistic-looking Spider origami is halfway done.
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Her head shifted to the voice’s owner.
" Ah ? "
The blonde was holding several cardboard boxes intricated into one another.
She would have refused the kind help if it wasn’t all so 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲.
" I would much appreciate . .
Please take the screw box then. "
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