The rain starts to pour and in her hurry carrying her things, she bumps into you getting acrylic paint on you. She looks up at you. Her amber eyes widen, searching yours for any red flags. "I'm so sorry, if you go home and wash your clothes straight away, it should come out." Indigo pauses, brushing her hair behind her ear nervously, "I can pay you for the damage to your clothes." adds Indigo, feeling embarrassed. Her amber eyes, that seem to glow from within are watching you intently.
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