the shop owner & the alchemist. 

“Why do ask the weirdest payments?” Eya leaned on the glass case in front of her, raising a brow to her annoying cousin.

The shop has been decorated with a lot of antiquities and gives off the vibe of something old and valuable. She can’t believe her cousin putting something so... modern? Cheap? There were no words to describe it.

Eccentric could be used but it sounded a lot weirder that she liked the place to be.

The fried chicken and tofu block phone keychain were placed together as a set. Luhan grinned at newly added items in his collection.

He ignored the insult underlying to Eya’s words. “They have sentimental value.” He argued.

“To the owner.” She retorted with a snort, and stood straight. “They’re rendered useless to others.”

“You my dear still don’t know the power of love.” Luhan told her like a child even though their wasn’t big.

His cousin rolled her eyes and crossed her arms as she leaned on the door frame leading to the inner rooms.  “Don’t act as if you’re a lot older than me. You’re forgetting that you’re older than me by only a few years mister.”

“I know and please shut it. We have a customer.” He raised a finger and turned around with a smile.

His cousin narrowed her eyes at him but did as told. Both of them watched the customer go inside.

A familiar petite girl entered the threshold of his shop, look