Book Haven; Saturday [ 10-2 ]
Everything had been set up, arranged, and opened; it was the same routine Alphonse always followed when he first got to the store. Maybe a tad slower than he usually did, he realized after taking the seat behind the counter. Once Mondays came and went, he had the entire week to blow off and do nothing... Why did he pick last night, out of all of them, to stay up late?
Alphonse crossed his arms over the top of the counter, eying the book he had set aside to go through during the day. Perhaps it wouldn't be a good idea to start reading right away. He couldn't deny there were countless times when he'd fallen asleep while reading, and doing that while working... Miss Millie probably would not appreciate something like that.
He got up instead and began to rearrange shelves. Books had a tendency to relocate themselves into places they weren't supposed to be in, after all.
The store was open for all your booky needs.
Alphonse crossed his arms over the top of the counter, eying the book he had set aside to go through during the day. Perhaps it wouldn't be a good idea to start reading right away. He couldn't deny there were countless times when he'd fallen asleep while reading, and doing that while working... Miss Millie probably would not appreciate something like that.
He got up instead and began to rearrange shelves. Books had a tendency to relocate themselves into places they weren't supposed to be in, after all.
The store was open for all your booky needs.