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@the-librxrixn
Dana sits in the library, staring at the mess. She no longer bothers cleaning it up because pretty soon this place will be a ghost town and all of her hard work at restoring the library will be wasted. She let out a sigh of sadness and lifted the bottle of whiskey, that she kept for special occasions, to her lips and took a big drink. “Well, it’s been nice.”
"What are you doing?"
"Cleaning?"
"On it," Astaroth said with a smile as he bent down to pick up some scattered books and pages on the ground.
"How are 99 percent of the men in here handsome and helpful? It's quite nice."
Ted kept a smile of his own on his face — it would seem like hers was infectious, which was how it normally worked when one was in good company. He barked out a laugh, raising an eyebrow as he placed another damaged book in one of the piles. "Oh, really?" Of course, he didn’t believe her. She was obviously joking, which might have been a shame if it weren’t for the fact that he wasn’t exactly a party-goer either. "If this is just the daytime you, I can’t imagine what the nighttime you looks like," he said, mostly teasing.
"If that’s the case, then you shouldn’t have anything to worry about." Really, there wasn’t anything about him that should make her worry, so long as everything remained in its place, which wasn’t a hard way to keep things. He shook his head slightly, a crooked half-smile on his face. "Here’s hoping you can sleep better tonight, then."
"Oh yeah. My nights are all the rage. A bottle of wine and a book or two. Let's not forget the cat who keeps trying to lie on my book and insists on knocking over my wine." She laughed. "I party hard, Ted." She giggled once more.
"That's a relief. I would hate to lose a good friend." She smiled once more and sighed a sigh of relief as she finally finished sorting through her first big pile of books. "Hopefully, I've got dark circles bigger than Texas."
"Am I interrupting something?"
Dana stopped dancing abruptly. "What? No. Not at all." Her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. "I was just cleaning..."
The library was finally quiet and Dana was alone. She turned some Beyonce on and decided to attempt to clean the shelves some more. She had been dancing her booty off and hadn't noticed anyone enter the library.
While he gave no indication of it, he noticed whenever she would stop working to glance over at him. It amused him, really, but he didn’t give it much thought. He continued sifting through the mess, and since it was more of a mindless task, he could choose to think about other things while doing it. He glanced up at her statement, raising an eyebrow. "Really? Could’ve fooled me," he told her, smiling slightly. "Your other problems don’t actually go away, unfortunately. Better to deal with them in the moment than allow them to fester. It feels easier at first, but trust me, it’s much more difficult in the long run." He let out a breathy chuckle, shrugging. "Well, yeah, except this one. We’re working on it, though, aren’t we?"
"I can’t think of one, but I guess whether or not I’ve got something that’d make you cringe, depends on what you’d cringe at." If he were going to be honest — and he wasn’t, of course — he was pretty sure that he had at least a few things she would cringe at, at the very least, but since it wasn’t likely she’d ever know about his finer details, it wasn’t exactly an issue. He winked, accepting the compliment. "You’re not so bad, yourself, you know." He nodded, eyeing the mess with contempt for a moment. "Glad I’m not the only one who loses sleep over disasters like this."
Dana could stop the smile as it crept onto her lips. No matter how hard she tried. The only way to rid herself of the smile was to not look or listen to Ted and that was hard. Harder than she thought it would be as she continued to work. "I've been known to party hard,Ted." She teased, bluffing of course. "This is just the daytime me." She smirked and batted her eyes at him. Placing yet another book in the discard pile. Sighing as she noticed the throw away pile was immensely bigger than the keep pile. "Slowly working through it..." She mumbled.
"Very few things make me cringe, Ted." She mentally listed all the things in her head. She smiled at his compliment and nearly melted when he winked. It should be a crime to look that good. She thought silently, admiring him from the corner of her eye. "I haven't slept since I first laid eyes on this place. The last librarian was a really shitty librarian."
"Have you ever been inside a public library? They tend to have more than one librarian and I intended to have more than one in here. Especially with your vast knowledge on a particular subject, it separated you from Atticus’ knowledge and so I needed you here regardless.” Cody told the blonde librarian, not meaning to sound rude even though he felt he sounded it a little. “Was I rude? I’m sorry I’m… stressed.” He gave her a smile. “And anyways I’ve been meaning to talk to you anyways some more.”
"Nice kitten shirt." She said, skirting away from the current topic because she knew he was right and she hated admitting she was wrong. "A little rude but, I'm used to dealing with rude people. So, it's fine." Her brown eyes faltered to the floor. "Atticus turned out to be pretty nice, just didn't think I'd have a partner." She admitted. "What did you want to talk about?"
"Just a figure of speech, darling…" he said with a smile as he walked up to her. "Well, where should we start then?"
"Maybe cleaning the clutter off the floors?"
ted-barker:
"Very true," he said, nodding slightly. "Well, maybe it’s time to find some friends who work as much as you do." He couldn’t help but cringe as they moved in further, the place was horrendously messy and it would take a while to clean it all up. That wasn’t a problem, however, being that once the work was done everyone involved would be a whole lot happier. "I’m glad work isn’t your whole world — that usually never ends well, when it is. Cats, on the other hand, I can get behind cats being the center of someone’s world."
"Catch? There’s no catch. I hate messes just as much as you, and the sooner this gets cleaned up, the sooner I can stop it from bothering me." He stooped over, picking up a book whose cover was missing, only for half the book to fall out. Sighing, he picked up the block of pages, setting what was left of the book in the right pile.
Dana continued to work as he spoke. Her attempts at multitasking were futile because she always stopped working to look at him. Maybe it was the odd attractiveness she saw in him that made her want to stop her work and look at him. She brushed off the thoughts and went back to work. She sifted through various books, placing them in their respective piles and logging the decent ones into her homemade system as she went through them. Making things easier on herself. "Work isn't my whole world, Ted. Just a major part of it. It seems easier that way. To engulf myself in work and then maybe I don't have to deal with any actual problems. Except for the current one." She looked around the library and sighed, audibly.
"There's always a catch. Even if one doesn't know nor admit it. I'm sure you've got some sort of baggage that would make a girl like me cringe. No matter how attractive you are." She smirked at him--secretly hoping she was wrong and that he was squeaky clean and that nothing was wrong with him but, she highly doubted he was perfect. "You and me both. The quicker I get this cleaned up, the better I can sleep."
"The owner?" He asked, genuinely confused. "I am not sure? I didn’t know we had someone that was in charge of the orderly staff?"
"It didn't dawn on you that this place was actually owned by someone?" She asked, wondering if he was just stupid or if he really hadn't known.
ted-barker:
Ted’s eyes widened slightly in surprise at her statement, and he shook his head. "No — god, no. I came to this town to meet interesting people, sure, but not necessarily for romance. Friends are just as nice, in my opinion.” He laughed lightly. "Don’t worry — I don’t think I’d ever even think about involving myself in a patient’s life like that. Like you said, it’s unhealthy,” he told her, nodding. "I don’t see the problem with having a library cat — but really, you’d have to take it up with either the owner or the chief of staff. Something like that. I’d hate for you to have to get rid of her because of work. Letting go of a pet is never easy, but it’s worse when you have to say goodbye because of your job."
"I think that’s the saying, yes—" He cut off, his cheerful expression fading into something that looked like a mix of horror and disappointment. "That’s… a mess, alright," was all he could bring himself to say. Lots of work needed to be done before the library would be in working order, that was for sure. "I’m sure you need all the help you can get, and I’d be more than happy to help get this mess sorted out."
"One can never have too many friends. I don't have very many but, that's because I live to work and work to live. I'm a bit of a workaholic." She giggled, moving further into the library--her head shaking softly at the mess. How anyone could let such a place get into a state like this was distressing for her. She breathed a low sigh and moved to pick up a few scattered books from the floor. "I think I'd find another job before letting go of little Luna. She's my whole world." Dana smiled, unaware of how pathetic that sounded.
"You're sweet. What's the catch? There is always a catch. At least in my experience." She muttered, placing the retrieved books on the counter before picking up a few more. She divided them into two piles. Ones that were decent enough to be kept went on the left. Ones that were beyond repair went on the right.
donatello-boyd:
Donatello glanced up from his book, and looked in the direction of the sound to notice a small blonde, he offered a smile unsure if she was a staff member or patient, regardless he stood up and walked toward the doorway. “Hi, is there something I can help you with?” He spoke nonchalantly.
"I'm just looking for the owner's office..." She remarked, shyly. She hoped this guy didn't think she was a patient but, then again she hadn't felt like she given off the whole patient vibe.
astaroth-hunter:
Astaroth smirked, raising a brow. “Well, the next time I see him, I’ll be sure to off him for you,” he purred. “Did you need any help?” Astaroth asked curiously as he pushed himself off the wall, walking closer to the librarian.
"You aren't really going to off him, are you?" Her eyes widened at the thought of him actually killing the previous librarian. "He was a total slob but, I don't really wish for him to be dead. Seems a bit drastic." She smiled as he asked her if he could help. "I could always use more help."
hayden-mocker:
So… this is the calm before the storm…? Like where the fairytale’s always end so we think they lived happily ever after?
"The only end like that because these movies are supposed to make you feel happy. Not sad. So they can't show you how these relationships would play out in real life because then you'd be sad and lose all faith in the concept of love."
Dana had been sitting in Cody's office waiting for his return. When she saw the door open and he entered, she spoke. "You know, it would've been nice to know I wasn't going to be the only librarian here.."
[Donatello sat in the orderly office, reading all the regulations and rules of the book handed to him.]
Dana finally decided to take a break from her work and explore the asylum. Being careful to avoid the area were the patients slept and stuff. Not wanting to get into any trouble. She came across an office--the door was propped open and she saw a man inside. She thought about introducing herself but, being as awkward as she was--she felt she needed a excuse to meet someone. She knocked lightly on the door, waiting for him to look up.
