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Nielson had been at the library again, buying an amount of books that was in all reality, too heavy for his frame. He wasn’t much of a muscle person, but he wanted all of these books, so he had been determined to carry them all home on his own.
This proved to be quite difficult, he had to stop repeatedly to re-adjust, just so he would’t drop the books. His arms were hurting quite a bit now, and he wasn’t even half-way back to his house. He caught himself wishing that he had brought Danny with him, but then felt defiant and re-doubled his determination to do it on his own.
What he had not accounted for, was the fact that with this tall pile of books blocking his vision, there were things he could not see. The other person coming towards him, for instance, and once he became close enough, while he didn’t crash, he started in surprise since he hadn’t seen anyone, and promptly, the books slid out of his hands and to the ground, a few hitting his feet causing him to cry out in pain.
