Faizel followed after her, keeping close as they wove through the narrow
isles of the shop. When an old man nearly walked into her with his trolly,
Faizel gently put and arm around her shoulders to guide her to the side-
Since the man seemed oblivious to his impending crash.
"Ten quid says he left his glasses home," he chuckled, leaning in and
speaking softly.
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Re: Monday Evening
Date: 2016-05-16 03:14 pm (UTC)Faizel followed after her, keeping close as they wove through the narrow isles of the shop. When an old man nearly walked into her with his trolly, Faizel gently put and arm around her shoulders to guide her to the side- Since the man seemed oblivious to his impending crash.
"Ten quid says he left his glasses home," he chuckled, leaning in and speaking softly.