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Kay nodded knowingly, though admittedly she didn't know that feeling. She tried to perk up, hoping that she'd be able to cheer him up at least a little. "Well, at least they did find you eventually! And you're here in Soleil now anyway. You can make your life into whatever you want to." she looked out the window and smiled to herself. The last sentence was almost more for her own assurance than his. She turned back to him, giving him a warm smile. She was quiet for a moment before speaking again. "You know, they say that if you force yourself to smile when you're not happy, it'll release endorphins and make you happy for real." Her sentence seemed random and out of place, but in her head it made sense with the flow of conversation.

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ɭ๏ςคՇเ๏ภ:Bookworm's
Ŧєєɭเภﻮ:Solemn
ฬєคгเภﻮ:Click me!
๓๏ภєץ: $1000
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Kurisuchin Saiyuki

Tyrese was doing errands on his own today when usually Sela would be tagging along on his heels making the day interesting in one way of the other. Like yesterday, for example, with how she told her play date 'you aren't a man, you're a little boy.' He spent a good while chuckling over that. She did well with her swimming lesson yesterday and he should be there for her first dance lesson now, however, he'd taken his Sunday morning to himself. He did feel bad to be dumping his daughter on someone- that's what it felt like, that's what it was. What it wasn't, was wrong: not wrong to need a day off from his kid. He would have felt a lot worse if the other parents at the school hadn't been so reassuring about it, it was good not to be devoted to parenthood.

The wolf walked into Bookworm's, lowering his umbrella and shaking it at the rain before leaving it aside. He walked further in, phone pressed to his ear, and began browsing through the magazines. "I'll come home next summer, I have a lot on my hands and I used my vacation on the Bahamas. It's really nice this time of year." Tyrese rambled quietly to his aunt, picking up an issue of a Bon Appetite and leisurely flipping through it. His weight lulled to one hip as he alternated between listening and replying, not showing any real focus in shopping as opposed to simply escaping the rain for a while and wasting some time. "No, no, paying for the tickets isn't the problem, don't even offer to. I really need to focus on building up La Mer, you know?" She knew, of course, but if he took two weeks off to go to the islands she was gonna try and persuade him to bring their niece on down to England so they could finally meet her.

His phone vibrated against his cheek as he lifted one hand to bulldoze his bangs to one side of his brow. That could only be one person, he suspected. "Yeah, I'd love it if you guys came down. You know I'd take care of you. Just...good luck talking Uncle Sean into taking more than a day off from work." Chuckling warmly, Tyrese removed his phone from his cheek and lead his eyes over the waiting text. He had to unlock his phone to read the whole thing, though a small curve of his lips had already begun to appear. He would bet it was currently a very slow day at work for her. He had been thinking of coming down for lunch- not anymore, however. So she wanted to go dancing? The bluenette was for it and still couldn't fathom why she meant to do so at Captain's. The club on Lune was...not a club anymore, and he hadn't pictured that kind of dancing had been the kind promised. Either way was fine, but...

"That's him calling now? Tell him hi for me-- Alright, talk to you later on." What time was it over there again? He began to lose track now that he moved to a different country. With a shake of his head Tyrese ended the call and placed the magazine down to type out his message- he was a slow typer when he determined to do so with just one thumb. Hakem worked there, so perhaps he'd put her on to the idea of trying the Captain's Deck. "Sounds splendid." It was the sort of fun weekend activity he'd enjoy...when in her company, as he couldn't see himself attending clubs on personal merit. Last time he went to a club, he ended up stuck with Alex. The father chuckled again, slightly louder as he grabbed his umbrella and made his way out of the cozy store.

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Out Of Chamomile:

His time at the Mushroom Kingdom with Avery had been fun yesterday, but nonetheless, today's another day of work for Benjamin. Since it was still 8:30 A.M., there was not much customer presence, but he and his fellow co-workers were still busy organizing things and even activating the register. He had his scone and tea breakfast back in his Ombre house, though he also brought along some hot chocolate in his thermos for his break beverage, together with more of his scones. The half-demon wouldn't mind sharing some if he had to, but he doubted that there would be enough for everybody. The blond should definitely bake another batch back home if he had the chance.

Benjamin sighed in relief as he was just done re-stocking the comics section. There were a few boxes arriving this early morning and he was tasked to arrange two of them. He was now going to open the other box at the warehouse and arrange the novels for easier picking later.

The half-demon was just done opening the box and now he was picking up some of the newly wrapped novels. He went to the shelf, arranging the books one at a time while ensuring that they would be imperfections left behind. He was about to return to the warehouse when he heard a female voice and he inspected the looks. The female was definitely kid-like, except that he felt a trace of ancient power within the other being. He left that observation to himself; he had to focus on helping out the customer.

"Good morning, young lass. Is there any help that you need?" he questioned as he approached the lady. Based on the section, she was absolutely looking for reading materials in foreign languages. Some clients would hop into that spot in case they were looking for something to remind them of their native homeland, or simply to learn another language.

The reply from the female was clearly Chinese, a language that Ben could only faintly remember. He had been in China once thanks to the travels thanks to his adoptive parents, but it didn't mean that he was totally familiar with the native dialect spoken by the customer. It was then that she requested assistance, this time in clear English. "Poetry collections in your language... Hmmm. It was unfortunate, but I checked the inventory before you came here and there was none available. The alternative I can give you is Japanese literature. Will that still be okay with you?"

Based on his work experience, giving alternatives would sometimes help out clients, though some would prefer to just go home or go to another bookstore with such feelings of disappointment. It couldn't be helped since some stubborn minds wouldn't be convinced with words alone.

Upon hearing that the female was okay with the alternative suggestion, his lips curled up in a smile. "Then you may like the works of one particular Japanese author. His name is Haruki Murakami, the man responsible for a few masterpieces which even captured the hearts of people in other countries." He then reached over, pulling out a book carefully from the shelf. If there would be the tumble of paperbacks after that, he would have to clean up the mess. Once the book was successfully retrieved, he handed the book to the young-looking female, the title visible in the clear view.

"You may like this novel. It's entitled 'After Dark', published back in 2004. One crucial aspect is showing the time during the beginning of each chapter. But still, there are themes that not all people may handle, like prostitution." Truly enough, there were some topics that were sensitive and certain people may be triggered by such incidents. Hence, Ben had to state the warnings for safety purposes.

Emmanuel Jakob Eaton
N i c k n a m e :... M A N N Y
S t a t u s :... S I N G L E
H o u s i n g:... E T O I L E... 1 1 1 7
I D :... [ X ]

"I'm weak..."