In a hurry to get to the train station, Leonard was pushing the wheels on his chair with force, yelling impatiently to the people ambling around him, "Move outta the way! I'm on wheels here!"
As he gave his wheels another shove, attempting to steer around a group of tourists, his wheel caught on the leg of a man's chair. The chair leg made an unpleasant metal screeching sound on the cement as the velocity of Leonard's wheelchair caused it to jerk sharply.
It took Leonard a moment to recover from the instant shock, but then he was babbling in horror, "Oh, shit! I'm sorry. I'm so sorry!" to the man whose coffee he'd just cause to spill all over the front of his shirt.
Sean had been people watching when his table had been bumped and the coffee spilled everywhere. He cuts off a curse trying to keep his tempter in check so he doesn't reveal something he shouldn't.
He stands up to asses the damage and reaches for some napkins. "It's alright. I'm sure you didn't mean to hit the table."
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As he gave his wheels another shove, attempting to steer around a group of tourists, his wheel caught on the leg of a man's chair. The chair leg made an unpleasant metal screeching sound on the cement as the velocity of Leonard's wheelchair caused it to jerk sharply.
It took Leonard a moment to recover from the instant shock, but then he was babbling in horror, "Oh, shit! I'm sorry. I'm so sorry!" to the man whose coffee he'd just cause to spill all over the front of his shirt.
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He stands up to asses the damage and reaches for some napkins. "It's alright. I'm sure you didn't mean to hit the table."