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fandomtownies2025-04-17 08:52 am
fears_no_one) wrote in fandomtownies2025-04-17 08:52 am
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The Ink Spot, Thursday, April 17, 2025
It wasn't that Flint hadn't been in the store, it was just that he hadn't unlocked the front door to let anyone else in to mess up his book collection.
Or store. Whichever. He still wasn't entirely comfortable with selling off his treasure. There was a large stack of books next on the bookshelf to the cash register of various genres he'd tried that he'd found not to his taste.
He might sell those. Might.
The Ink Spot's door was unlocked, at least? It was progress!
Or store. Whichever. He still wasn't entirely comfortable with selling off his treasure. There was a large stack of books next on the bookshelf to the cash register of various genres he'd tried that he'd found not to his taste.
He might sell those. Might.
The Ink Spot's door was unlocked, at least? It was progress!