Okay... It was just the bookstore. This should be easy enough. As long as she doesn't think about The One Who Must Not Be Named, then everything should be fine. Sighing heavily, the archaeologist tugged her light cardigan closer to her. God, she can't keep living like this. Nilay knows that. But it was also easier to imagine curling back up in bed beneath her favourite sheets and rewatch The Mummy for the millionth time. At least that would help cheer her up. Finally making it to the bookstore, she made a beeline to the Ancient History section. She was due for new material, after all. Yet, as she skimmed through one of them, she couldn't help the annoyed scoff that left her lips. Who even wrote this?! Without a second thought, she took out a red pen from her bag and began to scribble away. Making corrections and grumbling to herself until she glanced upβand froze as she spotted another person. "Um..." Shit. Nilay cleared her throat. "I, uh... am planning on buying this?"
ποΈππππππππππ: nilay aslanbey & up to player ( @rescriptedstarters )
πΊππππππππ: storylined, bayside valley
ππππππππ: january 2026
