[ Sara is busy. Not that this is anything new. But bookshelves are hella heavy and they don't move themselves. Especially not when you're 5'6" and refusing to consider the notion of asking for help. It's just a bookcase. There's a whole section of time, or five hundred, falling apart.
Still she stops with a half roll of her eyes as her name gets shouted down the hallway. Again. Sara crossing the room, to half appear through her mostly always open door. ]
This better not be about some video game system or movie again.
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Still she stops with a half roll of her eyes as her name gets shouted down the hallway. Again.
Sara crossing the room, to half appear through her mostly always open door. ]
This better not be about some video game system or movie again.