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Post by Bookworm on Jun 3, 2017 11:46:23 GMT -5
Bookworm had a whole cart of books in the back of the library. Someone had messed them all up and they were all out of order. It was bothering her so much she couldn't stand having the books sitting there not in the proper order. Bookworm had stacks of books piled up trying to alphabetize them by author and title. She was sure if someone came around they might not see her in the small fort of books she had going.
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Post by Rip on Dec 16, 2017 18:57:22 GMT -5
Rip just needed a moment to escape from his messed up life. To take a break and just think... the best place was the library. Oh sure, he could go to his own warehouse, but that was risky. Certain people might see him, and he just wasn’t face them right now. Not many newsies would think of looking at the library for him, and there was no way a gang member would look for him here either.
The library was a safe haven for him. He had barely been in the library for five minutes when he bumped into someone. If he had been paying attention, he might have seen the girl behind the stack of books he had just tripped over.
“Hey!” He hissed as softly as he could.
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