Passing breakfast time, I ate, talking to everyone. Breakfast was like usual, talking with everyone and having fun. At the end of breakfast, I went out of the back door instead, but then I bumped into someone, falling down. "Shit!" I said, looking down to my knee, seeing a scraped knee.
"You hurt?" I heard that annoying voice in front of me. I saw that luscious hair and immediately knew it was Lars.
"What does it seem like?" I said, sarcastic. "Sorry." I said, seeming I came off as rude.
"You need help?" He asked, seeming concerned.
"Well, uh, yeah. A little bit. I might need help." I said, kinda hurt.
Taking my hands, he helped me up, my knee bleeding.
Taking a paper towel out of his pocket, he bent down and wrapped the paper towel around my knee.
Linking arms, he took me to my cabin. "Here we are. Have fun in there."
"Thank you." I said, smiling towards him.
