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fandomhigh2014-09-06 11:03 am
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Library, Saturday
Elsa had woken up in a strange bed in a strange room, which by this point wasn't really big news around the island, was it? She'd managed to dress herself and she'd done some looking around her room for a clue as to what was going on, but in the end, she came up completely stumped. It was only after a bit of walking around a completely unfamiliar island that she came across the library, and, finding the concept of books to be far more familiar to her than most things that were sitting around, she let herself inside.
The number of books was impressive, and left her staring a little blankly at the rows upon rows of shelving, not certain where to start. Fortunately, a few of the books on etiquette noticed her dilemma, and started herding her toward the aide's desk. Not that she had any idea what to do once she was there, granted.
Maybe read some books about etiquette? It seemed only polite, since they had been so helpful.
Elsa's first library shift was off to an excellent start so far.
[Open!]
The number of books was impressive, and left her staring a little blankly at the rows upon rows of shelving, not certain where to start. Fortunately, a few of the books on etiquette noticed her dilemma, and started herding her toward the aide's desk. Not that she had any idea what to do once she was there, granted.
Maybe read some books about etiquette? It seemed only polite, since they had been so helpful.
Elsa's first library shift was off to an excellent start so far.
[Open!]
Mod the Library!