location : old fellows bookstore.

if  seven is  honest,  he  finds  it  a  little  bit  fucking  inconvenient  that  fallkirk  community  college  doesn't  have  its  own  bookstore.  it's  the  first  day  of  classes  &  he's  received  all  his  syllabi,  two  of  which  require  him  to  complete  readings  by  two  days  from  now  —  readings  from  books  he  doesn't  have  yet.  plus,  biking  all  the  way  from  campus  to  main  street  is  no  easy  feat,  especially  in  the  rain,  so  he  looks  a  bit  like  a  wet  cat  with  the  way  he's  soaked  &  scowling  as  he  steps  inside  old  fellows  —  or  maybe  more  like  a  golden  retriever  with  the  way  he  shakes  out  his  hair  &  splatters  anyone  within  a  five  foot  radius  with  a  thin  spray  of  rainwater.  he  sighs  &  makes  his  way  to  the  philosophy  section,  pulling  his  backpack  around  to  the  front  to  open  it  &  pull  out  his  slightly  damp  stack  of  syllabi.  he  then  goes  to  sift  through  the  bookshelf  before  him,  pushing  a  book  to  the  side  to  reveal  ——  "  AH  !  "  he  scampers  back,  the  sight  of  two  eyes  staring  back  at  him  through  the  bookshelf  taking  him  by  surprise.   "  jesus,  dude,  what  the  fuck?  you  scared  me!  "   he  hisses,  a  bit  too  loud  for  a  bookstore,  which  earns  him  another  collective glare.  a  drop  of  water  falls  from  a  strand  of  hair  hanging  in  front  of  his  face  to  land  on  his  nose.   "  do  you  always  stalk  people  in  bookstores  or  am  i  just  lucky?  "

PERUSING the bookstore was one of lily’s favourite ways to spend her downtime. there was just something about old fellows that brought a warm, fuzzy feeling of comfort to her, she found it to be a remedy for her after a STRESSFUL day. today happened to be one of those days, she’d spent the last hour browsing each section meticulously, entirely unsure of what she actually wanted to read.

the sound of the melodic door chime broke her focus, turning her head to lay her eyes on a familiar face, drenched in rain and emanating the ‘don’t piss me off’ kind of annoyance.

after waiting for him to notice her as if she were a PREDATOR lurking out of plain sight before going for its prey, she let out her scariest yet quietest ‘boo !” once he caught sight of her. “you should consider yourself very lucky. i don’t lurk around bookstores for just anybody.” a sarcastic laugh. “kidding. you’re not that special.” she then rounded the corner into the aisle. “what’s got you in such a HUFF ?”