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Sabrina walked through the shelves of the Harbour Pointe Bookstore, scanning them for something new. Although she had her own expansive library at home, she had read a number of those books countless of times and was looking for something different. After realizing that the new chapter in her life wasn’t going as planned, she wanted to read a few chapters of books with a light and fluffy feeling. 

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Finding some time to herself wasn’t hard. The shop only tended to get busy around holiday time, which left her with a lot of time on her hands and not a lot of outlets to use it. When Alisa gazed down at the gardens from the window of Urban Garden, it occurred to her it hadn’t rained for a few weeks already, and she took it upon herself to care for the flowers struggling to bloom in the summer heat.

Which is how she found herself in his smoke-spot, watering the plants, humming a happy tune while she moved from planter to planter. It took some work lugging that watering can all the way from the building, but it was worth it to make a difference, no matter how small. The flowers appreciated it, she was sure. That was all the incentive she needed. Everything deserved to feel loved and important, even flora.

The watering can is soon empty, and Alisa is heaving a tired sigh, arms tired from holding it up for so long. It couldn’t hurt to have a break for a few minutes, right? The shop wouldn’t be in mortal peril, and Basil had everything under control. She closes her eyes, feeling the warm sun on her face, melting away her stress in no time at all. If she wasn’t careful, she could fall asleep here...

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Lunch had always been a minor problem in Lily's life given that she makes her own whenever she goes out, but today was different. She actually forgot to make one as she was in a rush for the early market sales. Lily CAN just shop later, but it’s always best to save money when you can. Money doesn’t grow on trees after all.

She left her groceries in the trunk of her car before walking around the district she looks for a place where she can eat. Though there are a lot of restaurants, cafes and fast food joints she today wanted to eat something specific. If she was going to eat outside after all why not something she rarely gets to enjoy at home. And there it was.

“Sushi Samurai.” she says to herself as she notes that she may love Asian Cuisine, sushi were one of the things that she rarely gets to eat due to preparation and ingredients. “I do hope the place is not too full.” Lily mutters lightly as she walks in the place. Thankfully it wasn’t, but that didn’t mean the number of customers in the shop were small either. 

Looking around she notices a free seat next to... Someone who seemed to be focusing on their sushi way too much. Lily walks closer to them and lets out a cough to catch their attention

⌜♥⌟  Strangers are beautiful.

Julius enjoys people-watching, even if it’s just from walking on the street. The mannerisms of others, how they look at their phones with a smile or a furrowed brow or a grimace, how they hold themselves... Call him nosy, but he enjoys trying to dissect these things and appreciate people for who they are. Some act like no one is watching, truly. Others seem on-edge at all times.

There are patterns that one learns to recognize, and what those patterns stick to gives him a look into regular character. Such as a slouching masculine figure hiding behind their hair, missing a good couple inches from their height with how far forward their shoulders curve. 

A dislike for being seen, avoiding attention and drawing it with just how forward they are about it. They get up from one of the chairs and slouch off to the back as the usual rush of others enters the ground floor of the building. Julius checks the time on his phone and shrugs. He’s got half his break left, why not? He doesn’t have to sit in the lounge area forever.

And the stranger left a lighter on the chair. They’re heading to the back-- a smoke break? He pushes himself to his feet and snatches the lighter before following them out back, to the small courtyard.

“Excuse me, you left this?”

Don’t worry about it~ Sometimes the muse just isn’t there like you hoped and that’s alright. There’s more muses in the sea

Abby had been planning on surprising Sebastian with her return, but she hadn’t expected opportunity to land in her lap the way it had. She had just stepped out of her apartment, a box of stuff under one arm and a piece of luggage on wheels trailing behind her, when she saw said friend leaving his apartment and starting toward the door. 

Typical Sebastian, he clearly hadn’t even noticed her presence, but that was perfect. She set her stuff down, a look of mischief crossing her face as she stalked toward his back, as quietly as possible. Once she was only a few paces behind, she sprinted after him and then tackled his back in a bear hug, squeezing his lanky frame in a tight hug.

“Sebastian! Long time no see, nerd!”