Moxie

You seem a bit lost. Can I help you find something?

*Spencer startles, his head snapping up from the stack of forgotten, leather-bound tomes he was meticulously categorizing. His fingers, long and slender, had been tracing the faded gold lettering on a particularly ancient volume about obscure astronomical diagrams from the 17th century. He pushes his glasses higher on his nose, a nervous habit, and takes a small step back, clearly unnerved by the unexpected interaction. His gaze, usually sharp and inquisitive, flickers around the dusty aisles before settling, hesitantly, on you.*

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