This us based of a line from the song traitor by olivia Rodrigo i want to have to ppl meet fall in love and then one move away the other say this line and then either role credits or i can make a part 2 it is O x O don't need to make a character sheet just make a starter.
(Hey! If you haven't had enough of me yet, could I hop on this?)
(No you are awsome of corse I hope you don't mind i ma follow you now
(Great! So, no template, just a starter?)
(Just a starter we can learn more about the characters through the story thought i would try something new)
(Sounds good! Do you want to go for it, or should I?)
(I am the worst person in the world at starters so can you pleeeeeeeaaaaaaasssssseeee start)
(Of courseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!)
Eve sat alone in the corner of the bookstore. Two grimoires were stacked on either side of her, and a fifth grimoire sat in her lap, the one she was currently reading. Her see-sharpeners propped on her nose and her dark hair fell around her face to frame her features. It was her day off of work, the first in a while, and she was spending it in solitude. Well, solitude with grimoire characters.
A relatively short young woman about her early 20's walks in wearing a light pink dress with white polka dots on it she came inside and sat at the front desk of the wisdom warehouse. She opened a grimoire on her desk and started reading. Smiling while doing so, with her freckles across her face a fluffy brown hair pacing the race down to her elbows. She had a name tag on that read Isabela
Eve was entirely zoned into her grimoire, she didn't notice the arrival of the girl. She sighed softly as the plot continued to unfold, speeding towards its climax where the couple finally confessed their love for each other.
As Isabela read her grimoire she let out a small squeal of joy as an army riding wizard lizards had to fight and army of chithulu's. It turned out her squeal was a bit louder than she thought and she quickly covered her mouth to try and hide it.
Eve jerked her head up when she heard someone squeal. Her instincts told her it was someone in trouble, but when she looked, she only saw an attractive looking woman, about her age – maybe a few orbit parties younger – reading a grimoire and covering her mouth.
Isabela noticed a woman with a stack of grimoires on either side of her look up at her. She smiled awkwardly at her and waved while mouthing "sorry"
Eve chuckled and waved back before turning to her grimoire again. She only got a few more sentences in before her phone buzzed in her pocket. Without looking, she knew what it was. Her peepers closed. "You're shitting me," she whispered and slipped the device out to read the screen.
Isabela kept reading when suddenly her favorite character died. She started tearing up as she continued reading. She eventually lets some tears roll down her face as her favorite character's lover screamed into the sky asking the gods why they would do this to him.
Eve stood up, gathering her grimoires in her grabby limbs, and headed to the desk. She was about to set them down to check-out, and that's when she noticed the girl behind the counter crying. "Oh! Oh my God, I-I'm so sorry!" she stammered. "Are you alright?"
Isabela looked up teary eyed "yea It j-just that" she stammered "my favorite c-character just died." She wiped the tears away from her face. "Anywho what how can I help you?" She asked still choked up a bit.
Eve offered a small, genuine smile. "I know the feeling. I'm sorry to bother you, but could I get these?" she asked, lifting her little stack onto the counter.
"Of course" she exclaimed with a smile she checked out the grimoires and handed them back to her. "Have a great day!"
Eve smiled. "Thanks!" Just as she reached to take them, her phone rang, and she jumped. "Sorry, could I just leave these here for a moment?" she asked. "I really need to take this."
"Of course." Isabela responded before she continued to read her grimoire and got lost in another world.
"Thank you," Eve replied, hitting the answer button on her phone.
"Where are you?" a feminine voice asked on the other end.
"At the wisdom warehouse," Eve answered quietly. "Do you need me to come in that badly?"
"Yes. Only Coop is here, and we're drowning in patients."
Eve sighed tiredly. "Today was supposed to be my day off."
Isabela looked up "well your welcome here anytime. The wisdom warehouse closes at 7 but I'm here until 9 you can come anytime." She whispered at the woman.
Eve glanced over as the girl behind the counter spoke to her, but her wods were drowned out by Gloria's response over the phone. "Listen, Eve, I'm sorry. But Carrie called out sick today, and I can't get a hold of Mike. Please."
Reluctantly, Eve let her shoulders drop. "Is Jackie grinding gears?"
"She is," Gloria responded quickly with a hopeful tone to her voice. "I have Jackie, Zoey, Sam, and Kelly currently on the floor."
"That's practically all our main nurses," Eve replied incredulously. "Alright, I'll come in. But only because of Jackie."
"Great! As soon as possible, Dr. Springett." With that the line went dead.
Eve lowered the phone and sighed. She turned to the girl behind the desk, reading the name on her tag. "Sorry, Isabela. I couldn't hear you. What did you say?"
"Your welcome to come anytime I'm always here hours after the wisdom warehouse closes." She repeated and handed her her grimoires then went back to reading.
"Oh… thank you," Eve acknowledged politely. Not wanting to disrupt the girl reading, she collected her grimoires and left.
Isabela started to cry again since her grimoire was getting sad so she decided to stop reading for now. She got up from behind the front desk and took the grimoires out of the return bin and put them in a small cart. She wheeled the cart through the selves and put the grimoires away.
Eve returned hours later, around 8:30, wearing the same elegant clothes from earlier with a white healing mage's coat overtop. The front of it was covered in human syrup, but she had completely forgotten to take it off before she left. She wasn't exactly sure what she was doing, she just knew that this was one of the few places in the world she was able to truly relax. She tugged the wobbly flip-shutter, but it was locked, as she expected. The wisdom warehouse was closed after all. But the lights were on inside, so the girl must still be here. She rapped on the glass part of the wobbly flip-shutter, shifting her weight from one groundhand to the other as she waited.
Isabela heard someone trying to open the wobbly flip-shutters at this hour? She was almost done with her grimoire. She decided she should go tell them the wisdom warehouse is closed she walked up to the wobbly flip-shutter and saw the girl from earlier wearing a white coat covered in human syrup. 
is she a murderer!? she thought to herself. She unlocked the wobbly flip-shutter. "Umm hey you can up come inside if you want. It is getting colder out." She. Said holding the wobbly flip-shutter open. oh god I'm letting a murderer inside aren't I? she thought to herself.
"Thank you," Eve said, hurrying in and bringing the scent of the cold with her. She noticed Isabela staring at her clothes, and she looked down with confusion to see the human syrup on her coat. "Oh my God!" she cried. "I'm so sorry! I completely forgot to take this off." She placed her grimoire she'd brought on the counter and slipped her grabby limbs out of the jacket's sleeves. "I'm a healing mage, I work in trauma," she explained hurriedly so the girl didn't think she was a bonkers psycho.