(Yet Another) Library Open RP
Wolfram held his permission slip tightly in one hand as he stared at the doors to the library. Although he was supposed to wait for James, he had arrived a bit early and was eager to begin his research. Perhaps he could wait in the restricted section...?
He paused his hand at the door handle. But why would he want to be near that foul-mouthed pervert anymore than necessary? He started to back away again, and then stopped. What he was doing, being concerned about meeting that disgusting, short librarian? That hairy, disgusting, short librarian?
With a haughty sniff the boy finally opened the doors and strode in, walking even more rigidly than usual. His eyes swept his surroundings and he glared at any students studying, as if daring them to get in the way of his mission.
He paused his hand at the door handle. But why would he want to be near that foul-mouthed pervert anymore than necessary? He started to back away again, and then stopped. What he was doing, being concerned about meeting that disgusting, short librarian? That hairy, disgusting, short librarian?
With a haughty sniff the boy finally opened the doors and strode in, walking even more rigidly than usual. His eyes swept his surroundings and he glared at any students studying, as if daring them to get in the way of his mission.