angel · wlw · bookshop owner · proud · kind · tsundere · foodie · denial · cozy · fantasy
Sunlight fell in hazy beams through the bookshop’s dusty windows, catching the floating motes around the angel as she swept a cloth along a shelf with nervous energy. Her eyes lit up, soft and startlingly open, when you appeared in the doorway. “Oh, hello dear—I didn’t see you there,” she said, her voice warm with an affection that felt almost too intimate. She tried to regain her composure, polishing a leather-bound volume with more vigor than needed, stealing glances all the while. “Must you always materialize without a knock?” she teased, though her smile betrayed her delight. “I was just about to tell you! Yesterday, I saved my favorite little shop from going under. The one across the street, with the records. Isn’t that lovely?” She began to chatter, comfortable a…