I quickly gather up my papers and flee the building , my resume and documents In one hand, and my confidence, phone and wallet in the other. I walk down the warm fall street, past all the pretty trees and changing leaves. Past the pumpkin patch, with my head down looking at my shoes, paying little to no attention to where I was or my surroundings.

I jolt to a stop as I run into something, or rather, someone. I'm a 27 year old brunette, with brown eyes, who rarely pays attention. I scatter to pick up my phone and wallet, swearing when I discover my broken headphones, and a chipped phone case. I pick up and recollect all my papers and look up to see who I ran into. Deep chocolate brown eyes look into mine, and a dark skinned hand reached out to help me up. I hobble to a table, as fast as I can, given the heel of my boot has snapped. Whoever I ran into sits in the chair opposite me and I can get a proper look at them.

A dark, chocolate brown male,
In a tight fitting shirt with muscles so hard I could well.... I don't know where that was going, but he DEFINITLEY works out.

I look up and apologise profusely, introducing myself while trying to figure out what the hell I was going to do and how I was going to get to my car.

"Hi...um... I..I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention to where I was going I hope I didn't hurt you.... Oh god what the fuck am I going to do without a boot..." I rush and mumble half distracted.

"Hey, hey there babygirl it's okay, what's your name?, my name is Derek, is a pleasure to "run into you" on such a fine day"

I stop what I'm doing as soon as he opens his mouth; his voice was so mesmerizing I could almost see the chocolate flowing out.

"Hey Derek. I'm Emily, and I'm really sorry. I don't know. I should be alert, I'm trying to be a profiler for the behavioural analysis unit for the FBI, but clearly my observiveness is NOT impeccable" I gush unsure if I should've told him about my training.
"Well then, Emily, how about we discuss this over a drink, can I get you a coffee?"

Oh god his voice..

"Oh..UHM.. Yeah sure, I'd like that, Derek".