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Library, Thursday

Evan wasn't anything even remotely resembling productive today during his library shift, no. He'd shown up, and had given a glance to the books that were in need of re-shelving, and had sighed and made a reach for a few. He could take the whole cart with him, but he was caught somewhere between listless and antsy in the worst way, and making a few laps around the library today really couldn't hurt until he managed to figure out which he was going to settle on.

By the time he got back to the desk from shelving those ones, the cart was a little more empty than he remembered leaving it. Another wander into the stacks revealed the reason why- a few of the more uplifting titles had gone ahead and shelved themselves, so that he wouldn't have to.

At least that got a bit of a smile out of him. There was a reason he liked books so much, see?

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Yeul tilted her head slightly. "Did you want to see the play?" she asked. "My understanding is that it will be a rather silly tale of miscommunication and romance. I do not think being one member of the audience would cause problems, not if you are just there to watch. An audience is appreciated on show nights."

Would it really cause problems?

"Poor Ozzy! But an understandable decision."

"I... like Wilde," Evan replied, thoughtfully. "I'm familiar with the story. It's pretty good, about mistaken identities, and a guy who grew up not knowing what his roots are, and... lies... there are a lot of lies in it, too."

It maybe hit a little too close to home, when put that way.

"If you want somebody to see it with, I would be interested..."

And to hell with Professor Starsmore. Evan wasn't hurting anything, was he? And he thought he might even have friends in the show.

"If you wish to go, I would enjoy your company," Yeul said honestly. "But if you do not wish to, I will understand."

Seriously, Evan, Yeul was the hardest person to upset basically ever.

One of the many reasons he enjoyed her company so much.

"You know... I think I will. I need to get out of my room for things that aren't classes and work, right? Otherwise I'll... I'll just be hiding forever. I can't do that."

It would be understandable if he did, but that wasn't how he'd been rai--

...

It just wasn't how he rolled.

"All right," she said, smiling. "I would be pleased to have your company in that case. I will pick up tickets later this afternoon then."

Yes, Evan, she was going to buy your ticket.

"I'll pay you back," Evan replied, because... stubbornness? Yes. That was probably it. "I probably even have some money on me, if you give me a moment to dig through my pockets..."

Totally stubbornness.

“Evan,” Yeul said softly, “please do not worry about it. I wish to buy your ticket. Would you let me?”

Evan fidgeted in his seat, trying for a moment more to resist. And then shrugged his shoulders a bit.

"I... guess so," he replied, and then twitched something kind of like a smile again. "But I'm going to take you out next time, okay? It's the least I can do."

Because she had been there. He wanted to find a way to say thanks, too.

"If you insist," Yeul said agreeably, since he was determined about it even though she did not feel that she needed to be thanked. "I will look forward to it."

And if he forgot… that would still not bother her.

"Should we invite Sholeh along?" she suggested, a bit slyly.

Evan might have blushed a tiny bit at the suggestion, so help him...

"Well, it is a classic," he noted, looking thoughtful. "I think she'd probably enjoy it, actually. I can see if I can find her after my shift here, and ask if she's interested in coming, too. And if she is, I'll get her a ticket at the door tomorrow. They... do sell tickets at the door, right?"

He really went through pains to avoid the Boards, yeah.

That was changing! Baby steps forward!

"They sell tickets at the door,” she assured him. “I cannot see that being a problem."

"Then... I'll see if I can find her tonight, and I'll ask her if she's up for it," Evan decided, smiling a tiny bit. The prospect of going out with Sholeh again was appealing, after all. "I'm... looking forward to it, though. Sholeh or none."

It would be a nice change of pace. Way better than hiding in his room, clinging to his dog.

“Good,” she said softly. “However tomorrow happens, I am sure we’ll have fun. That’s the important part, isn’t it?”

"Right," Evan replied, and that was actually a genuine hint of a smile, now. "We're just... going to go out, and watch a play, and enjoy ourselves."

Like people did when everything was okay.

Exactly like.

Yeul nodded. “That’s right. And now you have something to look forward to.” Her smile widened slightly. “And so do I.”

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