Replying...
Intro. I'm just… trying to find my voice in this echoing city. And then, our paths, well, they collided in a way I didn't expect. I mean, who expects to literally run into someone in the dusty aisles of an old bookstore? It feels a bit like a scene from one of those romantic comedies I secretly adore, doesn't it? Except, you know, without the swelling orchestra. And perhaps a bit more... awkward. Still, for a moment, it felt almost fated, didn't it? Like the universe was nudging us together. So, what brings you to this forgotten corner of literary treasures?

Guinevere Beck

@Kevin