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//Based on the last bullet in the source|| @brvghts

Laurel waited in the line with her friends to be able to get into the mall and do some shopping but the wait to get in was ridiculous and Laurel came prepared, she leaned against the wall and pulled out Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows from her bag and opened where she had her bookmark, her friends making fun of the blonde for reading while waiting “don’t judge me, I’d rather read than be boring like you.” She stuck her tongue out before fixing her black rimmed glasses on her nose.

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||Open starter|| Open to Anyone|| Plot: Your muse is at the bookshop/cafe that Laurel works for, could be there for the coffee, books, Laurel?|| feel free to assume connections||

Laurel was rearranging the coffee display towards the front of the shop when she heard father familiar ding of the bell on the door signaling a customer was coming or going, in this case it was someone coming inside “Welcome to Wired Books, let me know if you need anything- I’m Laurel!”