#redneckgeniusjakestone

[marthainthelibrary]

towel (redneckgeniusjakestone)

Martha's eyes widened, and she scanned his body appreciatively for a little too long before turning around to give him some privacy.

"Sorry, I- I'll come back later..."

[marthainthelibrary]

Martha was still trying to find her way around the maze-like Library. It didn't help matters that her mind was still processing all that Flynn had told her. 

A semi-sentient Library that exists in a pocket universe that holds all kinds of mythical and magical items and relics. While she had seen some things in her life, that was a new one. It was more the fact that every myth and story she ever heard was true, and that magic was real.

Still, there were some incredible things here. Every few feet held some interesting piece of history, but by now, she was completely lost. 

She went around one last corner, hoping to find some kind of familiar landmark, but instead got distracted by the quill and inkwell in a glass case to her left. Martha knew that quill, but she hadn't seen it since 1599, when she met Shakespeare.

She smiled to herself, lost in the memory, and didn't even notice the sound of someone coming near.

[redneckgeniusjakestone]

[text] don’t be THAT guy Jones

[text] what is it? it’s too early for this

[dontdopunchy-blog]

[text] i am always only myself

[text] i think i stumbled upon something magical

[text] and i'm stuck

[dontdopunchy-blog]

[text]: Do you have to text me at three in the morning? (redneckgeniusjakestone)

[text] well technically it's 2:54

[text] but yes unfortunately this isn't a social call

[redneckgeniusjakestone]

[text] that’s why i said MORE friends

[text] thought the therapist idea still stands

[dontdopunchy-blog]

[text] aha! so you admit you're friends with me

[text] and i am perfectly well-adjusted, thank you very much

[dontdopunchy-blog]

[text] You need more friends… or a therapist… (redneckgeniusjakestone)

[text] aw, isn't that what i have you and cassandra for?