"Ouch!," Zarin winced in pain and saw the hotdogs fall ont eh dusty floor. Her eyebrows creased and she looked up in ultimate frustration. "That hurts," she screeched. While she had still her vision to adjust she noticed that the person who had bumped into her was actually a guy, a pretty handsome one at that.
"I am soo sorry!! I didn't mean to…" he too was looking down at the fallen food and only noticed the beauty when he met her eyes.
Zarin's disdain vanished for a split fo second but then she noticed her hotdogs and frowned once more,
"Do you think your sorry can fix the mess that you have made?" She placed her hand in her hip and questioned as she gave him a glare.
"Mort! What are you doing there? Hurry up!" Another guy from the small group of boys called him out and he looked at them with a pleasing gaze and the glanced back at Zarin,
