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"Want one?" Safiya asks, turning as Sky arrives at her usual seat toward the back of the lecture hall. “We’re celebrating Eid! And the end of exams.” She gently shakes the brown paper bag.
“Oh -- I -- yes? Thanks?” Sky blushes at her inability to form words with Safiya so near. She takes a date cookie, then blushes again to think of Safiya’s beautiful hands shaping them.
"So. Question." Safiya leans closer as Sky sits down. "You work at that weird little bookshop in SoHo, right?”
“Um,” Sky agrees.
“Think they’d be open to hosting a queer, religious studies book group?”