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The year is 1988, and you were currently at the record store browsing the displays.

When you accidentally stumbled with a beautiful brunette, she looked over at you.

At first her stare was intimating, but soon enough, she softened it, giving you a warm smile. " My bloody Valentine, huh," She pointed out, noticing the vinyl you had in hand.

" I'm sorry about that," You apologized about the incident, later giving her a toothless smile.
" Yeah, um, they're my favorite band."

" They're mines too," She agreed, extending her   hand to greet you. " I'm Josie McClellan."

You enclosed your hand with hers, shaking it. " I'm Y/n Alden. Nice to meet you, Josie."

She gazed at you for a few seconds, before responding, " Nice to meet you too." Josie smiled, pointing down at the vinyl. " That's on the house."

You kinked your eyebrow, not really understanding where she was going with that. " Uh, what do you mean?"

" It's on the house, Y/n. You don't have to pay for it," She replied with a giggle. " My dad owns this store. I'm helping him cover a shift since the cashier called off," Josie explained.

" Oh, but-" Before you could give her an excuse to not take her gift, she interfered.

" It's for you, take it," She chuckled, her blue eyes gazing over your orbits. Her eyes were beautiful, a whole galaxy on them.

" Why? "

She rolled her eyes playfully.
" Honestly? Because you're extremely beautiful," Josie disclosed, before turning her attention back at the vinyls she was organizing on the racks.

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