Charlie was pretty much in a blind fury. She was crying, not that she was fully aware of it, and running as fast and far away from Riley calling after her as she possibly could. Glancing over her shoulder to see if he was close, she ran full force into something rather solid, a groan escaping her lips as she and the person she'd ran into both toppled to the floor.
The last thing Charlie anticipated was to literally run into the one person with whom she was angrier than she was at Riley, fucking Fox. But there he was, right beneath her. She was dazed for the moment, and didn't react to his presence right away. She was more concerned with whether or not Riley had caught up to her as she glanced over her shoulder, her face panic-stricken, and tried to clamor up and off the ground.