OPEN STARTER
LOCATION : carmichael library
HE WASN’T IN THE MOOD FOR PARTYING ----- it was odd to see him like this, but perhaps it was because harry had a feeling that something bad was about to happen. he took refuge in the library away from the pool, the scent of the old volumes on the shelves and in messy piles, dust in the air and the sun rays breaking through them. the place looked more like a church than anything. harry disrupted it, taking a drag from the cigarette and exhaling; he was glad that he still had one pack of those in his pocket. there was a loud THUD from across the room. “you know you’re supposed to be quiet in here, right?” he gestured to the sign that was hastily taped on the nearby column. “imagine if marge walked in and saw your dumbass knock her stack to the floor...”











