[ The street cleaning robot was bumbling along throwing dirt and debris every which way as it went. She ducked down low and darted behind an overturned truck, crouching down to stay out of its line of sight. From here it was a straight shot to their right to get into an alley that turned and offered them some space to hide for a little while.
She waited, listening to the street cleaning robot, then bolted as a series of clatter-clash-crackings would hide the pat-pat-pat of her running feet. Chihiro turns the corner and presses her back up against the wall, heart pounding, looking for Takeru to join her.
what in the world did autocorrect do /stares at "very away"
She waited, listening to the street cleaning robot, then bolted as a series of clatter-clash-crackings would hide the pat-pat-pat of her running feet. Chihiro turns the corner and presses her back up against the wall, heart pounding, looking for Takeru to join her.
Hopefully. ]