How’d I end up on the wrong set? 🎥🙃

There I was, outside Fully Booked, hugging my book like it was my therapist,
one who definitely knew about and had a PowerPoint presentation on my most embarrassing online searches.

When I shot a quick look to my right, minding my own business,
only to accidentally mind someone else’s...

And there she sat, as captivating as a painting,
even the mannequins were whispering, “You know what, we’ve been outclassed!”

Her presence alone just made Fully Booked extra booked,
with people suddenly pretending they read.

Everyone stole a glance, but she remained in her own world—
As if beauty tried to photobomb her, but she was already the reason the camera was invented.

This wasn’t the plot I signed up for. But I’ll take it, I’m writing my own script now. 🎬🤭