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fandomtownies2024-07-19 01:18 pm
fears_no_one) wrote in fandomtownies2024-07-19 01:18 pm
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The Ink Spot, Friday afternoon
After being horribly overstimulated by the movie in his class (?) about kitchens (??!), Flint retreated to his shop with a soothing cup of tea without ice or milk, thank you ever so much.
The fortnight previous'parroting obstacles had preventing him from properly celebrating the Bahamas' independence day, so there was a large flag in the window today, which somewhat blocked the view of the street from his comfortable chair.
His little bookshelf of books he'd read, hated, and might sell had increased by a few, and he was currently reading Gulliver's Travels, a book not even written in his time. It felt very daring.
The shop was open.
The fortnight previous'
His little bookshelf of books he'd read, hated, and might sell had increased by a few, and he was currently reading Gulliver's Travels, a book not even written in his time. It felt very daring.
The shop was open.