libertexenrouge . new customer .
( a muffled yelp along with a falling noise comes from the back of store , which for some reason has its books on the floor and not on the shelves. she hears the sound of the door bell ring and crawls her way out of a pile of fallen books, almost out of breath. )
What can I do for you?
:: { ℑ⋅ℇ } ─ ─ ─ ::
–The question should be what
he can do for her. It’s difficult to
hide the wince when he hears her
yelp and the crash of books, an
expression that’s morphed into a
mildly alarmed one when she
appears crawling. Enjolras blinks.
“Nothing? Just looking around, thanks.”
The French accent is strong as it
curls itself around his words– like
it’s making a home in this foreign
land. He still feels like a tourist and
he cannot help but offer a hand.
“—-Are you okay?”