A streak of blue going up caught the man's caramel-colored eyes and he watched it drop down in his hands.
Another perfect catch.
Gently squeezing the blue ball before facing the receptionist at the lobby of the Almodie's main building, the man briskly walk towards his destination.
His shoes clacked silently against the tiled floor as he kept tossing the blue ball with one hand and his other inside his pants pockets.
Stopping by the receptionist's desk, he lightly waved a hand and smiled broadly. A little too late, the lady forgot to hide her slightly gaping mouth upon catching sight of the man's dazzling eyes and heart-shaped lips.
"Good day, sir! How may we help you?" The other lady with her instantly picked up her line, briefly sending a warning stare at the other one.
"You don't have to reprimand her for my sake. It's alright. I'm used to the stares by now." The man stated, a smile on his lips.
