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Traipsing"Andrew?"

"Mmm..." Andrew answered distractedly as he flipped through the bin's contents.

Rachel followed Andrew as he worked his way along the aisle. "When you asked if I'd come Xmas shopping with you, this isn't what I expected." She was still hoping to find something special for Declán and lurking in the dank basements of comic shops wasn't helping with her plans.

"I'm doing this for Xander. Remember that it was your pet demons who ate his comics."

One more hour, Rachel promised herself, but after that she'd be telling the Retjulls exactly where to find Andrew's Star Wars dolls.

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open_on_sundaychallenge #143: a day off
Part of the London!verse and the Wolf&Declán!verse
Tags: andrew wells, declán, fan fiction, fiction, london, rachel evans, retjull
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