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The day was...dull. Olivia hated dull days. They always went by so slowly. No matter how many things she got done and how productive she was, the clock always felt like it was ticking by at a snail's pace. And no matter what she did to keep busy, the clock would not change how fast it was going. 

Then there was there was the fact that the reason Olivia was even a pawn shop owner in New York City was for the interesting bits of life that managed to find it's way to her shop. Like the couples that would barge in before closing in a rush to buy whatever piece of jewelry she had to offer so they could elope. Or the teenagers that wandered in thinking the shop would be a good place to practice their stealing. She even enjoyed the angry strangers that would come along with stories of how a family member pawned something of theirs.

Today, the customers were normal. No new stories to share and definitely nothing interesting about them make the day good or bad.

At the moment, Olivia was taking advantage of the dull and quiet day to organize her inventory. She was rather particular about the way she presented her shop. She wanted her customers to feel comfortable, while also keeping her shop spotless and items placed exactly right. Olivia somehow managed to keep the shop from looking like an indoor garage sale, which she thought was a pretty impressive feat, though she had her doubts others saw it that way.

Olivia looked at the clock. An hour before closing. She gave an audible sigh and placed another old book on the shelf. At least the day was almost done.