Withdrawal Symptoms - chapter 2 by the-minimizer, literature
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Withdrawal Symptoms - chapter 2
Shaking her head at her own foolishness, Natalie pushed the rickety door open and stepped inside the tiny entranceway. A little bell above her head gave a weak jangle, and she stopped, looking around at the shop’s interior. A few dusty shelves lined the walls nearby, displaying books, vials, figurines, and other strange objects, but nothing had a price tag. Nobody stood behind the desk, either, making the place seem vacant.
She almost just kept going when she passed the place the first time. The pathetic little building didn't look much like a store at all, more like a run-down home bearing a cracked wooden sign. How did this guy ever