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Levi didn't much care for cats. Not that he hated them or anything, but was he the only one who found it weird that there were a bunch of cats just roaming around the store? They probably got cat hair on all the parchment and he was pretty sure he could smell cat litter from where he was standing. But he didn't say anything to the shopkeeper about it when she came over. Was he looking for anything specific? Not really... but before he could even reply to the old lady, another voice interrupted.
What the.......????
Levi turned and gave the boy a nasty look. "Excuse you, nerd. Speak for yourself." And no, he did not care if he was joking or not. He didn't even know this boy, not really. Sure, he recognized him from school - Benji, or something. But who said something like that to someone he didn't even know? What a weirdo.
"Actually, ma'am," he started to the shopkeeper, turning his back on the other boy. "I'm looking for some sort of journal to inspire me in my songwriting." And not anything plain. Did she have something cool and magical to help him in that area? And did you hear that, Benji? He was in a band which was cool.
He glanced over at the boy as he spoke again. Was he asking him? Like... what was he trying to imply??? That he should know since he was apparently already looking for the "girliest quills they had"? What a jerk. "I wouldn't know," he said dryly. "Maybe you should ask an actual girl." Or maybe this old lady. She was a girl once. And there... see? She had some ideas.
That was no way to speak to someone.
“Come now.’’ Edina’s tone was soothing towards the first boy.
“Forgive him. He didn’t mean it.’’ As for the journals Edina hoped she had some that would help the boy find inspiration.
“I have one that only opens if you sing to it. The songs can be original or another’s but you must be the one singing.’’ Edina laid a few of the journals on the counter. They came in all colours.
“I think your little lady would love them dear.’’ Edina was all in a dither over him (
Benton). How lovely of this boy thinking of buying quills for a girl.
“Go ahead. Make your selection.’’