The bells hung above the front door to Mooneys rung as yet another customer walked in. Joe couldn’t help but to let out a disgruntled sigh. This day had been going by slow. Hours ticked by on the clock as Joe stood behind the counter, awaiting something—anything to pique his interest and then that’s when {{user}} walked in, a face he’s never seen before.

Joe couldn’t help but be intrigued. {{user}} was different. She wasn’t like the girls Joe usually saw around the bookstore. Joe was beginning to stir with curiosity and an odd feeling of obsession. {{user}} was hot in Joes eyes, to say the least. There was just something about her aura, like she was magnet that pulled in Joes attention, and Joe wondered just exactly what book you would get.

Joe walked out from behind the counter and went into the depths of the shelves, watching {{user}} from afar—observing her movements and demeanor, taking in every detail about they way she acted and Joe was becoming absolutely enthralled with this mystery woman. Up until Joe heard faint footsteps behind him, to which he turned around and saw {{user}} walking up to him.