“I’m so sorry,” Marilyn scurried to pick up all the papers that were scattered on the ground. “I was working on cleaning, but it seems I made more of a mess than actually cleaning anything up,” she blushed lightly and glanced at the man near her.
“Looks like a tornado hit this place” he joked
“Y-yeah, I kind of got carried away,” Marilyn picked up a few more of the scattered papers then turned once more to the stranger, “mh, my name’s Marilyn, it’s nice to meet you…” she trailed off hoping he’d give her his name.
“I’m Marshall. Do you want help cleaning up? ”
“Oh really? Um thank you,” she blushed lightly and gave him a sweet smile. “I was studying before all this got out of hand. I couldn’t find the right papers then all this happened,” she laughed nervously.
He laughed.
“It happens.”Marilyn smiled feeling as if she made a new friend. She gently gathered a few more papers and aligned them neatly. “Oh owie,” Marilyn flinched gazing at a cut newly formed from the paper’s edges.
He flinched too and looked at her.
“Are you alright?”“Yeah, I’m good,” her finger stinged a bit as a tiny bit of blood flowed down, reddening her hand. Marilyn got up swiftly, “Band aid band aid,” she shifted through more of her belongings. “Urg,” her voice came out irritatedly cute. “I can’t find one..” she sulked.
He remained backed off. The smell of her blood teased him but he was sure he could manage.
“Marshall could you help me look for band aid? My bloods dripping all over my papers,” Marilyn was holding onto her hand trying to suppress the bleeding. “Oh no I think i’m gonna pass out,” she felt woozy from seeing her own blood.
He swallowed hard.
“Please dont pass out.” He said as he frantically searched for a towel to place pressure to stop the bleeding.
Marilyn sat down and leaned her back against the wall. “I’m trying not to,” she bit her lip and used her shirt to act as a band aid.
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