+imnotapyromaniac
Joanna was walking with a pile of papers and books in her hands. She saw the woman in her bookshop, said a quick hello and walked over to a shelf to put the books away. Placing the papers on the floor she started to put the books away, today had been a little busy and running around her small, cramped bookshop like mad. Taking care of this place was hard, even though it wasn't very big.
"Uh, sorry, hello. Can I do anything for you?" Joanna said as she walked past the young woman, putting the papers on the counter next to the register and the computer that never seemed to work for her but always for Rory.


















