@akebara
"ah, don’t worry, you can stay.” He moved some of the books piled up on the table so that the other could sit down and place his own volumes. Needles to say only part of them was actually needed to work on the school project which had kept him busy those days: all the others were going to be taken home with him for his own pleasure ( he had finally managed to find the last book of that terribly long series, he would not leave it on the shelf where he had found it ). His hands moved so quickly to make room that his elbow accidentally hit one of the ‘towers’ that surrounded him and all the books fell on the floor with a terrible noise that echoed in the whole room, making the librarian look up and cast a glance at the boy before coming back to what she was doing. He disappeared under the table to pick the volumes up, inwardly cursing at himself.
