“Oh, thank you!” said Morgause to the guy, relieved. Hopefully he’d found out what was wrong with it. She waited, patiently, as she checked and double checked everywhere to try to find the problem, until, finally, after opening and closing a lot of places, and pushing a lot of buttons, a photocopy came out.
He must not have liked it, because he didn’t even show it to her. Instead, he pressed some more buttons, and finally another copy came out, which he showed to Morgause.
“This is better, thanks!” she said, smiling. He said he’d go talk to the librarian. People were leaving from the line, which kind of relieved Morgause. “Thanks a lot,” she repeated, as the boy left the copying room to search for the librarian.
Unfortunately, the copy wasn’t that good. It was too dim, and it would be hard for either her or Elena to read it properly. Frowning, she took a look at the machine. It wouldn’t be so difficult to change the settings, right? Except she didn’t know anything about it. So she tried what she always did with her laptop—turn it off and on again.
That seemed to do the trick. Her copies came out fine, and she left the room, which, at this point, she couldn’t tell if it was more or less crowded than when she arrived. As she was leaving the library, she ran into the boy again.
“Hey!” she said, with a smile, “Thanks for your help. I turned it on and off again, and now it seems to be working perfectly fine… Well, at least it was alright for me,” she added with a shrug, “So whatever you did must have worked.” Then she realised he hadn’t really gotten his own copies, “Um, are you heading back to photocopy yours? It’s kind of crowded down there now…”
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