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furnaceface2011-02-06 09:47 am
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Library, [02/06]
Amorous. Books.
Jono narrowed his eyes at the sight that was presented to him when he came in for his library shift today.
Books. Books upon books upon books, all tucked away in little nooks and corners and crannies, wherever they thought that they could get a bit of privacy, and snuggling. And they weren't even romance novels, which Jono might have at least been able to get his head around. No, no, there was a Western, cuddled up against a Thai cookbook. A book on knock-knock jokes and a do-it-yourself carpentry book had claimed a nice little spot behind one of the doors, and when Jono made his way to the desk, he nearly sat on a carefree couple consisting of William Shatner's autobiography and an outdated Webster's Dictionary.
The romance novels, meanwhile, were quite well-behaved, sitting on the proper shelves and, if Jono was any judge of the character of books, all quite pleased with themselves for enabling such anarchy.
//Yer a week and a day too bloody early,// Jono grumped, tossing the dictionary and Up Till Now onto the book cart with a roll of his eyes. //Plonkers.//
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Jono narrowed his eyes at the sight that was presented to him when he came in for his library shift today.
Books. Books upon books upon books, all tucked away in little nooks and corners and crannies, wherever they thought that they could get a bit of privacy, and snuggling. And they weren't even romance novels, which Jono might have at least been able to get his head around. No, no, there was a Western, cuddled up against a Thai cookbook. A book on knock-knock jokes and a do-it-yourself carpentry book had claimed a nice little spot behind one of the doors, and when Jono made his way to the desk, he nearly sat on a carefree couple consisting of William Shatner's autobiography and an outdated Webster's Dictionary.
The romance novels, meanwhile, were quite well-behaved, sitting on the proper shelves and, if Jono was any judge of the character of books, all quite pleased with themselves for enabling such anarchy.
//Yer a week and a day too bloody early,// Jono grumped, tossing the dictionary and Up Till Now onto the book cart with a roll of his eyes. //Plonkers.//
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