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It was pretty easy for Anne to lose sight of where she was and what she was doing when music was involved. Or anything else that required her full attention, for that matter. Anne was simply the sort of woman that could be absorbed into the atmosphere around her, only coming back to reality when someone pulled her out again. Or when she did something stupid, like almost bump into another person. Anne blinked in surprise, her thoughts moving away from music scores to the sound of an apology being spoken to her. Glancing to the side, Anne realized there was someone else there. She had only vaguely been aware of the fact that someone else was even in the store with her in the first place, which probably wasn't a good sign of her attention span today. Anne ought to be more aware of her surroundings, especially so as not to seem rude if one of the store's workers came to ask her if she was finding everything all right. <p>
Anne gave a small shake of her head, trying not to appear as though she had just been startled. "Oh, no, I'm sorry as well. I wasn't paying attention... I was, well, engrossed in my search, I guess. I should have been watching where I was wandering."
The fact that she hadn't bumped into something, knocking things over was probably a bit of a surprise since Anne hadn't been paying attention at all to what she was doing. She felt extremely silly now as a result. While it could happen accidentally while walking in a crowd -- there was never any room to turn around or walk around a person -- inside a store where she and this blonde woman were the only two customers, well, it was embarrassing that the other woman had been forced to apologize first. Anne felt as though she was being a slight nuisance, especially since the blonde woman looked slightly irritated. It didn't even cross Anne's mind that the irritation might not be toward her, however. <p>"I can move out of the way if you're looking for something specific,"
stated Anne, the words spilling out of her mouth rather quickly. "I'm sort of browsing at the moment, trying to pick out some sheets that some of the kids I tutor can play on the piano..."
She felt herself blush as she realized she was actually explaining her situation to a complete stranger, the likes of which probably didn't care what
Anne was there for. But since Anne had already started, she felt she ought to continue -- at least to make it abundantly clear that she didn't intend to be in the other woman's way if she knew what she was looking for. Just because Anne was there first didn't mean she ought to be allowed to wander aimlessly, being in the way of the other woman. It would be better to let the other woman get what she wanted, moving to another area for music, and then resume her random search after the woman was gone. <p>
With those thoughts in her mind, Anne rushed on. "What I mean is, if you know what you're looking for, I don't mind moving aside. It'll probably take me awhile to figure out what I want, or can use, and I'd hate to be in the way."
The dark haired woman didn't know how bad that sounded, or if it would make the other woman take any sort of offense, but she felt marginally better for having thrown the offer out there just in case. The awkwardness she felt at saying anything at all, though, was one very good reason why Anne didn't socialize with people very often. She often made a slight fool of herself, coming off as a meek person. And while she could
be described as being meek, even Anne didn't want that to be the first impression people got from her.
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