dear book boy,
you know, at some point we should actually converse
that might be cool, i think
i guess my name is angel then :)
so, this doesnt have anything to do with books, but do you happen to have a record player?
just a random question, sorry
-angel
p.s. i think that turtles are really cute, actually. and Nirvana is definitely a great name, i think About a Girl is my favorite song. youre in a band?
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Angel walked away after dropping the note on the counter. Book boy was on his break, laughing with a few people in the cafe right across from the book shop. She wondered what his voice sounded like; was it soft and warm, or maybe deep and gruff? Maybe it was a mix of both. At some point, she should talk to him.
Her mind was a muddle of thoughts, and yet, all of them were about the same thing.
Or, rather, the same person.
She thought about Luke a lot, more than she should, probably. But that was okay, it meant she didn't think about the things that were wrong, the things that stressed her out.
The things that made her... upset.
'Maybe,' she thought 'I'll talk to him tomorrow.'
So she left.
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a.n
So, I don't have a laptop right now, and I can't use italics on my iPad so...
Sorry about that, this is a pretty sucky chapter.
Anyways, so to all who read this story, thank you for 100+ reads!
I invite you to conquer the world with me.
NO BUT REALLY IF YOU HAVE KIK YOU CAN TALK TO ME AND CHILL BC I NEED FRIENDS JUST LOOK UP 5spaghetti AND ILL BE THERE
-c
