It’s around one o’clock in the evening, so Douxie was at the Arcane Bookstore. He wasn’t paying much attention to the things around him, since there hadn’t been too many customers today and he was more focused on some old book he discovered the day before. As his eyes skimmed over the pages, the bell rang gently, singling someone entering the bookstore. Before he could process it and look up to greet whomever, he felt a pair of arms wrap around him from behind, and when he looked down he realized it was you. A small smile crept over his lips and he placed his hands on your hips. “Hello darlin’, something wrong?” He asked with that sweet voice of his, his British accent only making his voice more alluring.