CLOSED STARTER FOR @vivacissimos
There were days where Bo kind of had nothing on her agenda, it was weird she knew that, or perhaps it was more of the fact that she had so much to do but she didn’t actually want to do it so she just kind of pushed it to the side and went to the library instead because it was more peaceful then her mind was right now. On most days her mind was chaotic and cloudy and all over the place so when that happened in order to push past that, the library was where she was headed.
The shelves were giving her nothing today and that was a sad defeat because she always counted on these shelves to give her something to say the least but today was a big fat ‘no’ from them, which is usually the point where someone would just exit only to return on another day but not Bo, as she slunk over to Mona and basically moaned at her; “Please give me something good to read because I go insane”
It was a nice day. Sunny, bright, lovely. Birds chirping, sun beaming, sky opening up to the heavens and right back down to Earth. Magdalene hated it. No, that was a lie. She hated what it reminded her of. But now, in the midday of the library, she was adjusting the curtains to the shifts in the sun so that her patrons weren’t blinded or off put by the light. She sees Bo a few times, wandering, and it seemed they wouldn’t have much to say to each other today--which didn’t bother Magdalene. Mona could talk to anyone, or not talk at all. Either suited her. So when Bo does approach her, after what seemed like a fruitless search, Mona could only smile a little good-humouredly.
“Well, that would depend on what you think is good,” Mona says, gesturing to the books. “What is it that you think you would like to read, my dear?” Mona liked people. And Magdalene liked learning how people worked. It was a fair arrangement in personalities. “New, old? Fiction? Non? You’ve got to help me a little, lamb.”
