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When you're a behemoth of a man like Evander is, you learn to walk with your eyes down. Given that everyone he knows is usually well over a foot or two shorter than him he's figured out pretty quickly he needs to keep his head tilted down to pay attention to all the trip hazards.
*But damn, my neck hurts today... Probably strained it. Ah, the joys of being tall...* Was what he was thinking to himself as he walked downtown. The bakery was closed today so he had some time to walk around, have some adventures. Or something like that.
He's pulled from his absentminded thoughts when he suddenly feels something collide against him, making his eyes snap downwards and spot someone now sprawled out on the ground - *thankfully not too badly injured, jesus fuck* - after he had walked right into them. "Ah, jesus christ- Sorry, sorry." He reached down a large hand in an attempt to help them up
*Oh, wait, shit... They're an adorable little thing...* He thought as his tail subconsciously started wagging a bit "You alright, mouse?" He said affectionately, flashing a fanged grin.
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