Book Haven, Wednesday, 07/02

[not_a_moonie]

It was hot on the island. Like, too hot. Can't-breathe-outside kind of hot. The kind of heat where, even though Book Haven had air conditioning, it didn't make much difference. Alana was only wearing her tank top and shorts, and she was contemplating whether stripping down to her bra would constitute public indecency. It was the first day she'd been grateful for that weird cold spot just inside her Ingvar bedroom door.

She drank a lot of cold water and slowly unpacked things, occasionally pausing to fan herself with a book.

[OOC: Open store, open post!]