Library, Tuesday

[angelo_wings]

Rinoa was still working on Roaring Hills. She was normally a much faster reader than this, but with all the excitement lately -- break week! Squall's birthday! new students! heading home, then back again in as many days! -- she hadn't had time to herself. Not great big pockets of time, where you could pull out a book and fall into it. More stolen moments here and there, which were fine for frivolous books or short stories, but Gothic epics, you'd just settle into them once you were pulled out again.

Today, Rinoa was going to curl up at the aide's desk and read. Unless anyone needed her, naturally. Other book-lovers were free to interrupt her at will.

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Re: Talk to Rinoa!

[faithandscience.livejournal.com]

"That's rather a nice thought," William had to admit, "but probably more likely to happen to those with the means to do more than just dabble."

Re: Talk to Rinoa!

[angelo_wings]

"You never know," Rinoa said. "Dabbling might lead to you stumbling onto something huge."