[@lovely complex]

He really felt like he was one with the comfortable patch of grass by now. He had forgotten what time it was and he almost drifted to sleep.. If it weren't for someone tripping over him.

[i]Thump.[/i]

To say it was a pink hurricane was a complete overstatement, but it was a funny metaphor to think of at the time. His grass green eyes gazed into the girl's blue eyes with some expression of surprise and confusion. She looked quite cute, but it wasn't going to distract him from the current situation that could lead to some misunderstanding.

He slowly pulled out his phone, glancing down at it to type for a moment, he brought it up to eye level so that the girl could read what he had written. [color=a2d39c]"No need to apologize. Are you alright?"[/color] It said. He gave her an amused smile. He'd never been in this situation before, but it was very..fictional. Comical.