+ mxtebrother
Books. The mother of all knowledge and the salvation of boredom. Something to stir the imagination and let the mind wander from its preoccupied state.
Sasha sometimes regretted her ability to go through books like she was eating them. She was a quick reader, and that wasn't always the greatest of abilities. Cradling a handful of tomes she stands in line, eyes wandering restlessly as the person in front fumbled for their own library card. She sighs. Of course, she couldn't blame them for their lack of organisation, but it was still rather annoying.
In time, the person in front did find said library card, and were quickly finished with handing in their books. She wondered if the librarian was used to seeing people come back with armfuls of books, but that was simply curiosity.
With a thud, she places the books on the desk.
"I...think that is all of them."
