The smile on my face was slipping by the minute, even faster with each aggravating customer that came in.
Usually there are four people working, but today it is only me and this other new guy. Apparently he's the grandson of the boss.
Hoping to see that he has the knowledge on how to organize books with no complaints. If Alex was working today with me, she would've commented how cliché it would have been if the new guy was my mystery guy.
The door bell rings again and I hold my breath hoping that it's not another atrabilious customer when I look up. My wish came true (because he looked quite the opposite of gloomy) and Alex was wrong.
It wasn't my mystery guy... but it is someone that looks vaguely similar.
"You're Mila?"
"You're not library boy."
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I think I'm going to start doing little notes lol so sorry I haven't uploaded in FORVEER junior year is crazy 😅 lets get this to like two votes and I'll upload the next chapter
ps: I know this had very little dialogue sorry!
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Words and Meanings
ContoA conversation between two students in a library that invest their time into words spilled on a page.
