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fandomhigh2009-09-01 10:40 pm
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Library, Wednesday (September 2)
From the way Gabrielle all but bounced into the library humming this morning, you'd think she'd actually gotten sleep last night. That, due to a combination of residual play glee, new job excitement, sugar, and chocolate-covered espresso beans (thanks, K-Mart), was not the case. Gabrielle wasn't a morning person, but that rule seemed to not apply when waking up hadn't been a factor.
The new package of chocolate-covered espresso beans was a factor, though, for all of the half hour before she'd finished them off.
After wandering around for a while and familiarizing herself with the library, Gabrielle returned to the desk and settled down with a volume she'd found in her trip through the stacks: What To Do When The Love Of Your Life Is Cursed to Spend Half the Year in the Underworld.
"Wow. This would have done Persephone so much good."
The foil bag the espresso beans had come in had been fastidiously folded up, and was now stuck between the back pages of the book; that was the annoying thing about books, Gabrielle was beginning to find -- if you lost your place, finding the right page again was a challenge. But at least now she had a shiny improvised bookmark!
The new package of chocolate-covered espresso beans was a factor, though, for all of the half hour before she'd finished them off.
After wandering around for a while and familiarizing herself with the library, Gabrielle returned to the desk and settled down with a volume she'd found in her trip through the stacks: What To Do When The Love Of Your Life Is Cursed to Spend Half the Year in the Underworld.
"Wow. This would have done Persephone so much good."
The foil bag the espresso beans had come in had been fastidiously folded up, and was now stuck between the back pages of the book; that was the annoying thing about books, Gabrielle was beginning to find -- if you lost your place, finding the right page again was a challenge. But at least now she had a shiny improvised bookmark!
Fourth Period (9/2)