Day 42: The Bookworm [Evening]
The slight jingle of the bells above the door signaled the shinigami's entrance to the bookstore. Momo took in the shelves of book and felt a pang of homesickness. She wondered if Nanao was at the Library now, curled up in one of the window seats paging through the newest edition to Seireitei's great collection of books. She sighed, wishing she could go back to the simpler times when she'd be sitting nearby, a book in her own hands, or browsing the shelves with her fellow vice captain as they discussed the latest novel they'd both read.
It was a luxury she no longer had. Momo was fairly certain she wouldn't make it out of this place and back to Seireitei.
Tucking an idle strand of hair back behind her ear, Momo moved among the shelves as she looked for the young man in a very large 'hoodie'. She wasn't sure what a 'hoodie' was, but figured searching for someone in clothing far too big in size for him would suffice.
[Spiderman, Spiderman, doing whatever a spider can...]
It was a luxury she no longer had. Momo was fairly certain she wouldn't make it out of this place and back to Seireitei.
Tucking an idle strand of hair back behind her ear, Momo moved among the shelves as she looked for the young man in a very large 'hoodie'. She wasn't sure what a 'hoodie' was, but figured searching for someone in clothing far too big in size for him would suffice.
[Spiderman, Spiderman, doing whatever a spider can...]