The entire crowd stared at the girl who was holding her injured hand while trembling at the sight of blood. They also stared at the heartless jerk who bumped into her but didn't even have the courtesy to even apologize, let alone help her.
Few people who were close to the girl came to her aid. She winced as she failed at holding in the tears that were threatening to escape. The commotion got big enough that a few people bumped into Warren while going to her. The crowd plus the frequent bumping brought him back from his daze.
Before he could make a conscious decision on what his next step should be he felt a hand grab his wrist and being pulled away from it. If he wasn't so distracted by the smell of blood coming towards him he might have reacted to a stranger pulling his hand.
I dunno why am I enjoying writing these two...
What do you think their future holds?