Dec 12, 2016
A bunch of books fell. He did not mean to do that. He sat in his wheelchair looking around nervously and slowly lowered the umbrella he was using to pull books down from higher shelves. He had done this so many times without worry and here he was making a mess. He hoped no pages were bent or anything cause he planned on reading a lot of those. “All good, we’re all good over here. Just gonna....clean up...” He chocked out nervously to no one in particular as he leaned over and began piling them up on the nearest table. He hated how quickly awkward he could get at times.