STATUS : open
LOCATION : anywhere u fucken want in the mcmansion i still dont know what im doing
@opalsmedia — “ THE KITE RUNNER . “ alejandra says to the person touching the hardcovered , worn book she brought . “ even got mr . khaled hosseini to inscribe on the front . right there . “ it’s something she cherishes . not just the book , but what it stands for . what it represents. also , it’s pretty god damn gorgeous with the leather binding , and slightly yellow pages . it looks like something LOVED . and it is - by her . “ ever read a book and wish you could read it again for the first time ? experience it again ? or read something that . . just makes you feel like bawling your eyes out ? “ she’s almost murmuring it to herself , a smile gracing her lips briefly in memory of all the times she read it . she pauses , realising what she’s said aloud . alejandra doesn’t cry . pff . of course not . she surgically got her tear ducts removed a few years ago , duh . or so the rumours go . alejandra reaches over , and gently pries the books from the other’s hands . “ i don’t really let people touch it normally . “ slightly annoying , but people are nosy , and they’re all bundled into one - admittedly huge - mansion together . alejandra dusts off the cover , as if invisible fingerprints and dirt could have been left behind on it from somebody else touching it . “ what did YOU bring then ? “
