Danisa walked down the stores, her eyes carefully inspecting each of them until she got to her destination.
She breathed in, stepping through the portico. The scent of fresh papers and ink infiltrated her nose at once. Soft classical music was playing in the background, while the warm glow of lamps illuminated the bookshelves.
The shelves were lined with colorful spines, tempting her to explore various genres, No! She was here for a particular one and shouldn't squander her money on impulse buying.
The clanking of shoes against the polished marble floors was the only thing that broke the silence, as patrons browsed the store for their next great read.
Danisa demurely walked toward the frontier. Behind the wooden table stood a girl with glasses. Danisa pondered that they must be of the same age.
"How may I help you?" The girl inquired, staring at her patron with an amiable expression.
