A vampire walks into an angel's bookshop...

It's a blustery December afternoon in London. Nothing special about it as people bustle around in their coats from one place to another, fretting about gifts for loved ones as the sun goes down and Christmas ekes closer. The temperature is barely above freezing and the sky is clouded over with that usual gray haze, but it's hardly noticeable against the backdrop of twinkle lights, decorated evergreens, and green garlands strung up around every corner.

Toby's in a better mood than usual today. With the sun setting so early, he's able to get out of his apartment at a reasonable hour and finally check in on a shop he heard about a few weeks ago. 'Oldest books I've ever seen,' a fellow patron had told him. 'More first editions than I thought possible!'

What a perfect place to pick up a few new volumes he's been hoping to add to his collection ...and replace a few that were left in the care of his now former lover.

As he steps up to the storefront, the vampire takes the cigarette he'd been puffing from his lips and snubs it out on the curb. He's not dressed terribly well for the weather by human standards, but what's cold to a vampire? With a little charm and a dazzling smile, he's sure he can distract the proprietor of... A.Z. Fell's Bookshop. That's a hell of a name. At least Toby knows the owner's name now?

Adjusting his collar a bit, he steps inside and starts looking around. His eyes are immediately drawn to how old the volumes on the shelves are and a small grin tugs at his lips. Yeah, this is exactly where he needed to be today.


[OOC Note: This is set in December 2018]