The Door Opens Hard

My most mutually awkward accident doesn’t involve me eavesdropping but storming straight somewhere where I shouldn’t have.

At a party in a private home, I was invited to have a look at the host’s garden on my own. I did, but sadly at a moment when other people were using the garden for activities of their own. I don’t blame the guys at the other end of the door, they were holding the handle to prevent me from opening it, but I thought the door was just opening hard and I prevailed.

The garden proved shockingly interesting.

In response to the WordPress Daily Prompt: Accident.