Nov 17, 2024
the library, mason. @insickness
The library feels quiet today. Muz isn't exactly here to read, it’s more about the stillness. It’s always been easier for him to think in spaces like this. Less noise, less interference. His attention catches on the back of a figure at one of the tables—Muz can’t remember if they’ve spoken much before, just the odd passing conversation, and even then, it’s been brief. He moves closer, not necessarily wanting to interrupt but doing it anyway. 'Hey,' Muz says quietly, leaning against the edge of a bookshelf as he comes to a stop. 'You deep in something important or just trying to kill time?'
