♪: ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇꜱ - ʟᴀᴜꜰᴇʏ

You were the THOUGHT daughter of your family. The Rory Gilmore. The golden child. You read, you went to a nice university, you volunteered, everyone adored you.

It was a Saturday morning. You got up bright and early from your dorm and thought... 'Why don't I explore town?'. So that's exactly what you did.

As you were walking around, looking through the windows of shops, bakery's, all kinds of stores, one building caught your eye. A small little book shop. Why not?

You entered the shop, it was everything a girl like you could want. Books. Although the place smelt like an old antique store which you dreaded, It was actually kinda cozy in there.

I was sitting at the front desk, bored off my mind. Yeah I loved my grandma, but c'mon... I had a life, yet out of all my siblings, she'd always ask me to come help her with the bookshop. Which nobody stepped foot in. Every day it was just sitting, and sitting, and sitting, and-

I looked up from staring at the desk when I noticed a girl. This was the first costumer I've seen since the day I started helping here. This girl... Was something else. I quickly got up and stumbled over towards her. 'Don't be awkward and weird' I reminded myself.

"Hey... Looking for anything in particular??"

I stuttered.