Library, Friday 1/15

[crimson_sister]

The books were rather adorable today. All by themselves they began to arrange themselves in pairs and some groups, refusing to return to their original place. Lucille, who didn't particularly care for adorable, gave up and just sat at desk, reading a novel that she might very well finish today if she wasn't interrupted.

There was something odd about the piles on the desk though. They all seemed to have rather romantic themes, at least judging by the covers and titles.

Why couldn't books just be books?

[Open library!]