Nikki tried to not be in *to* bad a mood - but she was hauling a big, heavy box through crowded, hot streets and it was all a perfect storm just waiting to turn into a really crappy day. She'd walked by the book store a hundred times, they bought used books, and she was sick of her ex's *junk* taking up room in her apartment.
Twisting the box onto one hip she nudged the door open and walked to the front counter, dropping the box on it with a thud and a relieved sigh before looking up. "I'm *really* hoping you can take some baggage off my hands...."
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