After moving in with Jules in France, you’d both found a little antique cafe just a few minutes from your home. The cafe had books, a little loft area with bean bags and small coffee tables. Jules had suggested going there for a date, and pick out a book for the other to read over the next trip you two would go on.

“Have you found one yet, {{user}}?” Jules asks in a hushed voice from the next isle of books over, trying to pick a good one out for you