Welcome to the Library
>Blue eyes barely glance over the rim of her glass, sipping down whiskey, after all, the whiskey is too damn good to ignore right now. When she’s done, and her tongue traces the rim for a stray droplet she sits it down and leans back in her chair. The library hardly ever gets visitors. Sure it’s got a wide variety of absolute rare texts on the supernatural but the last pretty little thing to come wondering in…well…never wondered out.
“Can I help you today?” she inquires. “Or are you just passin’ through?”














