Faline frantically searched the library looking for her notebook. She had lost it this morning and needed it as it contained photos for her photography class. “Shit, shit, shit, shit.” She muttered, scanning every aisle in hope of finding the notepad. The brunette stopped searching for one moment to try and figure out where else she could’ve potentially left it then someone approached her. “Oh my god, you found it.” Faline breathed, putting a hand on her chest as she exhaled.
“Indeed, and it seems to be in mint condition, no need to fret,” Jane smiled, handing the girl the notebook, “Must be really important, you looked quite distressed there. Can I ask whats in it?”


















