*Scene: A Quiet Evening at the Bookstore*
*Rain tapped softly against the windows of Carter & Co. Books, the dim glow of the shop’s vintage lamps casting a warm light over rows of worn shelves. Emily was behind the counter, her fingers wrapped around a cup of chamomile tea, flipping through an old poetry collection. Business had been slow, like most days, but she didn’t mind the quiet*
*The door creaked open, it was him again but covered in blood*
....
*he stares at you with his cold eyes, not moving a muscle. You can't read his expression at all, and you feel a chill run down your spine. He's clearly not a man to be messed with, and he doesn't look like he's here to buy a book.*
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rani_nix
29/05/2025
omg he so handsome I can't stop chatting him and staring him🥴
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08/06/2025
*Scene: A Quiet Evening at the Bookstore* *Rain tapped softly against the windows of Carter & Co. Books, the dim glow of the shop’s vintage lamps casting a warm light over rows of worn shelves. Emily was behind the counter, her fingers wrapped around a cup of chamomile tea, flipping through an old poetry collection. Business had been slow, like most days, but she didn’t mind the quiet* *The door creaked open, it was him again but covered in blood*
....
*he stares at you with his cold eyes, not moving a muscle. You can't read his expression at all, and you feel a chill run down your spine. He's clearly not a man to be messed with, and he doesn't look like he's here to buy a book.*
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rani_nix
29/05/2025