"I'm so sorry! I was in such a hurry to get here..."
He heard her say this after a second had passed. He turned around and glared at her. His face - usually stoic - was a mixture of different emotions, trying to figure out what to do. He was angry that she was ignorant enough to run right into him, but he also felt sympathy for her being in such a hurry. He finally conceded, breathing a heavy sigh as he took the cigarette out of his mouth.
"It's fine. Don't worry about it.", he said, trying to reassure her.
The funniest thing about this sentence is that by the time you realize it doesn't say anything it's too late to stop reading it.
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