Coco found herself navigating her day in a state of bewildered detachment, her mind was preoccupied with the memory of the unexpected kiss, her thoughts spinning in dizzying circles.
She went about her tasks with a dazed expression on her face, her movements mechanical and lacking her usual enthusiasm.
Everywhere she went, she felt as if she were walking on eggshells, constantly on edge, but not really aware of her surroundings.
Even Neo found her behavior odd, his gaze sliding over to Coco, his eyes taking in her stiff movements and absentminded expression as she took down another flying pig, but something about her demeanor struck him as off.
Again, she was usually more lively, more confident in her actions, but today, she seemed almost robotic, her movements lacking their usual skip and excitement.
He couldn't help, but wonder what had happened this time to cause the shift in her.
