❝ anything i can help you with? ❞ he asks the person that just walked into the library. he tries to peek over the stack of books in his arms, but if he moves too much, he’ll drop them, they were already heavy as is. carrying the abundance of books over to the restocking pile, sam sighs now that they’re out of his arms before he can turn to look at the person. ❝ if you’re here about the articles on the memories that everyone is talking about, most of those newer ones are checked out already. ❞ and then he shrugs. ❝ sorry if yours are bad, or scary. ❞











