A little something I wrote for a friend of mine.
Written for a farhinhusain’s birthday. Hope you like it!
Criticism highly appreciated.
“Excuse me,” a female voice said to his side. The almost manic hysteria dissolved into quiet panic. He turned. It was the librarian. His fingers untangled themselves from his hair, and suddenly he had to deal with them hanging stupidly on either side of his head. “Are you looking for something?” she asked.
“Well, there was this one book in turquoise cover on this shelf…” he gestured toward the shelf he’d just been racking. “It’s by Rainbow Rowell.” Lord knew there was no use telling her the title of the book.
And Lord knew he had to find it if he was to stay sane.
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