Maggie was humming along to classical music as she moved behind the desk of her record shop, sorting the records into neat little organized piles. The task was monotonous, but calming.

She sighed: she was actually missing a few month's rent. But Mr. Fell next door always was so kind, and forgave her in exchange for some records. When the bell dinged, she straightened her dress and turned around with a polite smile. "Hello! Welcome to The Small Back Room. How may I help?" She greeted warmly