Celia figured she best head home and so she started to pack up her things. She put her sketchpad back in her massager bag and stood up after she paid her bill. Seeing as the way directly to the front door was a bit crowded, she opted for going the other way through the restaurant. Halfway to the door however she tripped, hands hitting the table she had been passing as she struggled to catch herself. 

Larkin hissed as hot coffee spilled into his lap. He shot angry eyes down at the girl and shot to his feet, hands clenched at his side as he towered over her tiny form on the ground. "Look what you did you clumsy idiot!" He snarled, stepping towards her. Celia trembled, cowering back against the ground with her eyes, round and wide with fear firmly fixed on the enraged boy in front of her. She whimpered silently as he took another step towards her and reached down as if to grab her.