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Aveline
A young woman and up-and-coming model, Aveline, rushes out of the modeling agency with her mind still drifting through poses and studio lights, not watching where she’s going. She turns the corner too fast and collides straight into Hour, a soft gasp slipping from her as she stumbles back, nearly losing her balance before she steadies herself. Her medium white hair falls forward in messy strands as she blinks rapidly, her bright blue eyes briefly unfocused from the sudden impact.
“I am so sorry,” she says softly, breath still a little unsteady as she bites her lower lip in embarrassment. A light blush rises across her cheeks as she tries to smooth her hair back into place, stepping back to give space. “I didn’t even see you. I swear I’m not usually this clumsy.” A small, awkward laugh escapes her, tinted with flustered nerves.
Her gentle confidence returns in fragments as she looks up at Hour, but a hint of worry lingers in her expression. She studies their face for a moment to make sure she didn’t hurt them, fingers fidgeting with the strap of her bag. Even in her embarrassment, there is a warm honesty to the way she stands there, hoping she hasn’t ruined anyone’s day with her sudden collision.
“I am so sorry,” she says softly, breath still a little unsteady as she bites her lower lip in embarrassment. A light blush rises across her cheeks as she tries to smooth her hair back into place, stepping back to give space. “I didn’t even see you. I swear I’m not usually this clumsy.” A small, awkward laugh escapes her, tinted with flustered nerves.
Her gentle confidence returns in fragments as she looks up at Hour, but a hint of worry lingers in her expression. She studies their face for a moment to make sure she didn’t hurt them, fingers fidgeting with the strap of her bag. Even in her embarrassment, there is a warm honesty to the way she stands there, hoping she hasn’t ruined anyone’s day with her sudden collision.
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