Evan Sabahnur (
genesishero) wrote in
fandomhigh2012-11-15 08:04 am
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Library, Thursday All Day
Evan hadn't been paranoid, per se, as he walked into the library for his shift. It was just that it had been a while since the books had done something really crazy on his watch, and he wasn't about to let himself get comfortable while there was still a chance of things going crazy on him while he was working.
At least he didn't have to wait long before he noticed what the weirdness of the day was. The books had set up a sort of speedway down the aisles, and all manner of books about car racing were competing to see who was the fastest read.
A very pink book containing tips and tricks for playing the arcade game, Sugar Rush, was definitely giving the rest of the books a run for their money, today.
"Just so long as you guys put yourselves away when you're done," Evan decided, and then settled back to watch the races.
[Open, but flying without OCD because I'm not battling with the goat any more than necessary this morning.]
At least he didn't have to wait long before he noticed what the weirdness of the day was. The books had set up a sort of speedway down the aisles, and all manner of books about car racing were competing to see who was the fastest read.
A very pink book containing tips and tricks for playing the arcade game, Sugar Rush, was definitely giving the rest of the books a run for their money, today.
"Just so long as you guys put yourselves away when you're done," Evan decided, and then settled back to watch the races.
[Open, but flying without OCD because I'm not battling with the goat any more than necessary this morning.]

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Making her way over to where Evan was, she followed his gaze. "Are they racing?" she asked curiously. "Hello, Evan."
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Okay, because she was having a conundrum and she wanted to talk it through with someone and liked having an excuse.
"Kant writes books like he's in the running for the densest prose award," she grumbled, setting them on the counter. "It kind of ridiculous."
Oh, honey. Just wait till you started reading Judith Butler.
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