Book Haven, Tuesday

[genesishero]

Evan was burying his face in a book today at the Book Haven, and he wasn't coming out for anything. Not for restocking the shelves. Not for anything. Normally, he'd be in the best place in town in order to deal with emotional traumas, but today his first few steps into the bookstore had been accompanied, out of nowhere, with the face of someone he'

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[pulseof_life]

Yeul wandered around lunch with two hot chocolates, a smile on her face.

"Good afternoon, Evan!" she said brightly. "What are you reading?"

[genesishero]

"It's... um..." Honestly, he hadn't paid much attention. "... It's a cookbook. One with a lot of stuff like granola and quinoa in it. I don't even know what quinoa is."

A grain, Evan. Quinoa was a grain.

But he wasn't looking up. Not quite yet.

"Hi, Yeul."

[pulseof_life]

Yeul's smile faded slightly as she came over to the counter. She set the hot chocolates down on it.

"I brought you a drink," she said, still sounding cheerful but also concerned now too. "Are you alright, Evan?"

[genesishero]

"I'll be fine," Evan murmured, nodding and looking up to offer Yeul a ghost of a smile.

"D-did they kill him?" This time, it was his own voice echoing through the room. "Uncle Clus--"

He pulled in a breath and reached for the drink, talking over the voice in the room.

"Hot chocolate? You shouldn't have, Yeul, thanks."