Harrell pulled open the doors of the library without much thought, yaking back the handle with a grace that was natural to him. He stared up at the walls that seemed to be covered and took in a calming breath. His home town never had anyhting like this, the libraries around his neighborhood didnt have nearly as many sections nor did anyone really go in there. He had learned at an early age that it was unacceptable to be in the library unless it was to be chasing some random skirt.

He loved reading though, his hunger for learning never seemed to find its climax. He couldnt think of any better way to spend the day unless it was him praticing his aim and speed but he couldnt do that just yet. He was told to get used to his surroundings by the young lady that was behind the desk in the main office.

He strolled in between the book shelves looking at the various titles, making note which book would be on his list but walked past on set of books to see a rather frail looking girl hunkered down in the corner reading alone. She looked so small and soft from where he was standing, something about her seemed so young. Maybe it was the way the little fluffy buns were tossed upon her crown. She seemed somewhat broken but he couldnt figure out why..

"What are you looking at?" he asked, slowly creeping towards her, sitting his tall frame down next to hers. He was slightly out of place down there on the floor with her but it wasnt a big deal really. She looked as if she needed someone to talk to.

"there is only a small differance between a pat on the back and swift kick in the ass"


"La vie est la vie il !!"


"Temps de partie!!"