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“ Is there something I can get you — or help you with sir? “ // ww au ;)

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     Small, metallic bells CHANT when he pushes the shop’s door open; && when the young man enters, the light winter wind follows him.

     Jellal Fernandes sweeps off the little pile of snow that has accumulated on his shoulders, shakes his head ( gently ) and brushes the humid cobalt strands away from his eyes of hazel — which then proceed to fall upon the room he just entered, analyzing his surroundings.

     If he has to guess, he’ll say this is an antique shop — and he’s PRETTY SURE he’s RIGHT. Before him stand shelves and shelves of objects and trinkets most likely OLDER THAN HIM — so many things, all coming together in one, beautiful picture that doesn’t leave him indifferent; he  ( g a p e s )  slightly, in WONDER . *, at the sight of it all.

     The floor creaks beneath his feet as he takes a few steps, his curiosity awoken — and he must have been wandering through the shop for about fives minutes when a voice rings from behind him, quite suddenly;

     —— He whips around, STARTLED — grip thankfully tightening on the small star he’d been examinating, which thank the Heavens he did not drop — && his gaze meets another, light blue like cornflowers.

The stranger is hauntingly ( beautiful ); tall, with sharp traits and ivory locks as bright && immaculate as the snow falling outside. He’s left speechless for a few seconds.

     ( perhaps longer than he thought, he realizes when the man raises an eyebrow — && suddenly coming back to his senses, he coughs and blushes…embarrassed. )

     “Hello ! — yes, uh… well, I’m just looking around. I’m new in town, I arrived a few days ago.” He adverts his gaze briefly, AWKWARDLY putting the trinket down, back in its place, and he passes his hand through his hair before looking at the stranger who visibly works here again. 

     “I’m not looking for anything in particular — but !, if you have any books, I would like to see them.” Cue a small, friendly SMILE.