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Magical Soul · 02-15-2021, 08:33 PM

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Originally Posted by aRogueOne

Truthfully, how had she ended up here? She wasn’t exactly sure but it wasn’t exactly an unwanted distraction for the everyday stress fest that was her life at the moment. It was draining and exhausting and oh so tiresome. Such was the life of a ministry worker in the current climate though.

Looking around, the curly haired blonde couldn’t help but sigh a little and drop the piece of junk she’d been pretending to eye, seeing but not really absorbing. Although in all fairness, she had only been looking at the free stuff in the box that lay outside of the shop. Deciding to finally go in, she ventured through the door and straight to the shelves of books that lay, somewhat dusty but still interesting. Maybe a good book would help her drift off at night when she was all alone with nothing but her thoughts and the barking of her neighbours’ dog.

Now, just to sift through the drab and the not so appealing damaged magazines and newspapers.

Luther was here on a mission, sort of. It was not required by his work but he often found himself here finding discarded valuable items that helped him with what he did. He was not allowed, of course, to divulge what he worked with/on but it was surprisingly useful the last couple of times when he came here. You could say he was a regular here.

He was standing by one of the shelves when a woman walked by him. She was obviously involved in her own thoughts, not lifting her eyes even to glance at him. Not saying he was at all eye-catching, but he was RIGHT THERE ya know? His ego stirred a little. To make things a little weirder, she stood by the read-able materials which, in his opinion, was the least interesting section of the shop. Luther took a step closer, a small smile on his mouth, "I recommend the miscellaneous section," he gently spoke, a cracked crystal ball turning in one of his hands.

02-15-2021, 08:33 PM	#97 (permalink)
Magical Soul Kappa Join Date: Jun 2010 Location: GMT +3 Posts: 14,517 x6	Dalliesa \| Ab-Bot \| Hogwarts Trojan War \| Quote: Originally Posted by aRogueOne Truthfully, how had she ended up here? She wasn’t exactly sure but it wasn’t exactly an unwanted distraction for the everyday stress fest that was her life at the moment. It was draining and exhausting and oh so tiresome. Such was the life of a ministry worker in the current climate though. Looking around, the curly haired blonde couldn’t help but sigh a little and drop the piece of junk she’d been pretending to eye, seeing but not really absorbing. Although in all fairness, she had only been looking at the free stuff in the box that lay outside of the shop. Deciding to finally go in, she ventured through the door and straight to the shelves of books that lay, somewhat dusty but still interesting. Maybe a good book would help her drift off at night when she was all alone with nothing but her thoughts and the barking of her neighbours’ dog. Now, just to sift through the drab and the not so appealing damaged magazines and newspapers. Luther was here on a mission, sort of. It was not required by his work but he often found himself here finding discarded valuable items that helped him with what he did. He was not allowed, of course, to divulge what he worked with/on but it was surprisingly useful the last couple of times when he came here. You could say he was a regular here. He was standing by one of the shelves when a woman walked by him. She was obviously involved in her own thoughts, not lifting her eyes even to glance at him. Not saying he was at all eye-catching, but he was RIGHT THERE ya know? His ego stirred a little. To make things a little weirder, she stood by the read-able materials which, in his opinion, was the least interesting section of the shop. Luther took a step closer, a small smile on his mouth, "I recommend the miscellaneous section," he gently spoke, a cracked crystal ball turning in one of his hands. Last edited by Magical Soul; 02-16-2021 at 09:37 AM.