WO Gold and Belle: What was your first meeting like?
SO I DID THIS THING. I’m sorry. (I’m not sorry.), Rated very G
Intervals - Part 13
Belle took a breath and pushed open the door to the pawn shop. The bell jingled loudly, startling her, but it was such an old fashioned thing that she looked up at it and smiled.
“Something I can help you with Miss -?”
Belle blinked and looked at the man standing behind the back counter. He wasn’t very tall, not much taller than she was in heels, and older, with gray streaked hair that hung to his shoulders. She thought it looked very soft, which was an odd thing to think about someone she hadn’t even really met yet.
He tilted his head and gave her a strange look, and she realized she was still standing awkwardly by the door and hadn’t answered him.
“Oh!” She gasped, her fingers squeezing the book she’d brought with her. “Uh, it’s French. Belle French. And you’re -? Mr. Gold?”
The man inclined his head slightly and then stepped out from behind the counter, coming towards her at a slow but steady pace. “Well, that’s the name on the sign, dearie.”