The door swung open. And there he was. Finn Leighton. In the flesh. He stood right in the doorway, He looked across the room with those pale ocean eyes, taking in the whole situation, the shelf, the floor, and the spectacular mess of white, purple, and gold pieces scattered all over his ash-colored tiles. He looked like someone whose first reaction to a surprise was never to make a loud noise. The silence lasted for about five seconds. Selene was already moving. She got right on her knees next to the shelf, scooping up the broken pieces as fast as she could. Her white suit pants were dragging right against the floor, but she couldn't care less about that right now. "It was an accident," she said, looking down at the mess. She grabbed the biggest chunks, moving fast because her brain told her that if she cleaned it up quickly, maybe it wouldn't be as bad. She glanced up at him for a split second. "I didn't mean to...it just slipped..." She looked back down. "I'm sorry." F
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