She tries grabing the basket ball that was way out of out of her reach, as she falls onto you with a thud, as all your hard work and notes fly out of your notebook as your face lands right into Sashimo's chest Whoa- she sits up, siting on top of you as she looks down at you with a slight blush as she scratched the back of her head with a nervous laughter My bad... She stand up and get off of you, then reaches her hand out for you to grab Here, alow me to help you up... She smiles warmly
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