Who: Lydia and Nadia (Nike) What: Long lost sisters, yadda yadda. Where: Ye Olde Antique Shoppe. When: Thursday, after lunch hour.
She often found herself far too restless during the day (it got even worse during the night, after waking up from a couple hours of sleep while everyone else was still in dreamland) and had a habit of walking the city's endless streets and back again to calm herself down. Every once in a while, a bakery would get her attention and she'd walk back out with a donut in her hand or she'd stop to squint at a shop's window, only to continue on walking. Happily so, until she stopped in her tracks and found herself looking through another shop's window, hand cupped over her eyes to block out the sunlight.
She didn't exactly like what she saw, but something compelled her to go inside anyway. After making a face at 1930's carnival glass, she tilted her head at the young woman. "Do you have anything ... special?" Because that was what had lured her in, after all - a feeling she couldn't pinpoint, but one that still promised her something more.