Listening to the familiarity of the sound, Lucas felt alerted, immediately pushing Arya off him. She stumbled forward and slipped with her ankle bending slightly outwards, making her fall face first over the ground.
The loud thudding noise was enough to let Lucas know that he screwed up.
He scrunched, looking down at Arya’s back while she immediately lifted her face upwards and saw the shining boots of a man.
She could clearly see her reflection through the toughen and buffed leather, that sparkled like a camera glitter filter had been added to it. Gently picking herself up, she followed the tall legs that were endorsing a pair of formal pants. Sitting back straight up, Arya hissed, feeling pain surging down her knees and elbows that had been scratched, bumped and bruised against the
