Following her down this now-familiar path, he inhaled the scent of old and new books and let himself finally begin to truly relax. He took a seat, as he always did, in the most comfortable place he could find.
"No, it's mine," he responded, finally cracking a soft smile.
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Date: 2012-05-20 06:26 am (UTC)From:"No, it's mine," he responded, finally cracking a soft smile.