Post by Tallulah Wright on Feb 17, 2017 14:52:37 GMT
Tallulah could be stubborn. When some boxes needed to be brought to the auditorium, most likely for drama club, she proposed her help. When they saw her prosthetic leg, quite apparent as she was wearing a skirt, they hesitated. And it made her grab a box. There was no way she would let people treat her differently because of that. She could very easily carry a box around, especially since it was rather light. Must be clothes or something judging by the weight of it. There was only one problem with it and it was the lack of visibility, something even a person with two fine feet would have. It was a pretty big box after all.
Carrying the box proved to be easy. People tend to step away when they saw someone carrying something so large in their hands no matter the state of the person. No one really asked Tal if she needed help, they could all see she had no problem carrying it. She may have to twist and turn her head around to make sure she wouldn’t crash on anything or anyone but otherwise she was fine. This actually brought a lot of satisfaction to her. It proved not only to others but also herself that she was not incapacitated by it in any way. The satisfaction however had her lose her concentration for a time and it didn't take more for her to crash into someone.
Tal managed not to fall by backing against a wall. This was how she didn’t land on her butt as she lost her balance. But she didn’t have the time to catch up her breath from this little incident that she heard something breaking. She blinked and moved her head around the box so she could see what happened. Was she responsible for that? A sheepish smile formed onto her lips as she asked. “Are you alright?”