Down a street a young woman was running with all she got. People turned after the young adult wondering if she was running away from something. The red cloths flattered as she jumped over a puddle, much higher than it was needed. She could have simple side stepped it but the red clad girl didnt, choosing the part of jumping it over as a great obstacle. She run even faster when she saw the street lamp in front of a book store.  In front of it a sign reading the name of the book store.  

She skipped to a halt, leaning on the street lamp she was catching her breath back. Inside it she could see a blond man deep into reading a book with green covers. She smiled as she slowly entered the shop, the bell over the door chimed at her entering, but the man didnt even twitch. Taking her red hat off and placing it on top of the counter she simple stared at the blond man, on the opposite side of the counter to notice her. 

It wasnt long, just a few seconds before she grow inpatient and deiced to take matters into her own hands and leaning closer to the man, peeking into the book she asked. "Did they kissed yet?" The man responded. "Yes but it was a bitter sweet kiss, as he insulted her and is really rude trying to hurt her. He is so scared to have someone to love and love back. He made her cry. Hoping she would forget him while he cannot do such a thing. That stupid Will... "

The man shock his head at the book story, slightly jumping when he saw the woman balancing over the counter to get a look into the book her self.

"Doroteja! Would you get of the counter, I told you its not a place to lay,sit or be used as dinning table." The man hushed Doroteja off the counter, which the girl just smiled off.

"A whole Army could have walked in and you wouldnt notice. And what did [b][i]I[/i][/b] told about not paying attention Loman." 

Loman sighed at his sister, which scolded him right back, he knew the pose so perfectly well. Hands crossed over her chest imitating their mothers you have been a bad boy expression. Still it looked amusing to him as he still saw in his mind the seven year old doing the face.

"That one day I will be so deep onto a book that I will not notice a murder or robber and get myself killed. " Before Doroteja could have stated anything her brother continued. "But I am sure with all those charms around this store and you around I am perfectly safe. It wasnt like I was walking a dark shadier street with a suit made out of gold coins."

Dora chuckled and nodded in approval, she asked why her big brother asked her to come to the shop which he explained that he needed a delivery boy, or delivery sister service. 

"Be really carefully with the package, the book wasnt cheap. Make sure it gets with out any problems to the customer."

"Where exactly is this?" Dora asked as she studded the address attached to the brown package.

"The fastest would be to go by the church and down all the way to Davids watch repair shop. You turn then left. The hand you use to write Dora, and you should be at the start of the street. Then you find the number. And be the politest girl ever when you give it over."

Loman made his sister repeat the instruction to ensure she will be able to follow them, once he was pleased he send her off and returned to the book, wondering if the book really showed what love was like or was only the authors fantasies over what they wished for.

Outside in the streets of Patina Doroteja was running once more, the package tucked under her arm. She loved how it felt to race beside the buildings and peoples until she had the feeling that everything around her was a blur. It was one of the reason she enjoyed horse riding. The church was already in view and she took a moment to admire it. The moment she wasnt paying attention where she was stepping, was the moment a cat speed out a alleyway to her right making Dora lose her momentum and trip. Pulling the book protective against her red cloths she ended up falling and tripping another person over. Luckily landing on top of them and with that avoiding to get the package dirty.

"Uh...I am so sorry! I didnt broke anything on you? I sincerely apologize." Doroteja closely held the packed book and spoke hastily away, looking at the person she caused to fall over on not so clean street.

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1)"I am sorry, I wasnt looking where I was going."
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2)"Why are you in such a hurry?"
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3)"..."
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