Reunited ➤ hannagetsitdone
The bell of the department store made an obnoxious chiming sound as Spencer entered the old, yet very well maintained and prestigious building. The corner of her mouth curved up into a polite smile as she nodded her greeting to the owner - only one corner, however, and the muscle movement seemed exceptionally brief compared to the one normally performed by her family. But it seemed to suffice.
This was not where one would usually find Spencer during her days; she was never one to attend shopping matters of her own will and would normally pick up a book before any garment or accessory.
Yet, her mother, leaving her a note with instructions and an envelope with money, seemed to have a different idea. And Spencer did in fact require some new clothing.
She made a turn at one of the aisles, when a familiar golden-haired figure disappearing around the corner made her stop in her track.
"Hanna? Hanna... Marin?" she called out cautiously.