So absorbed is she in her reading, Rapunzel doesn’t even glance up at the person that she is rapidly approaching. It’s a good read; fiction and fantasy combined – some story about a princess and a prince and happily ever afters that has enraptured her and swept her mind entirely away from the present.

At least, until she walks into someone.

Rapunzel meeps softly as she feels herself collide with a form that’s warm and solid. Stumbling back a step she looks up, hazel eyes wide and confused for a moment.

“Oh —I’m so sorry! Are you alright? I just got so caught up in this that I didn’t see you.”