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fandomtownies2014-08-07 10:01 pm
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Book Haven, Thursday 8/7
The shop was quiet when Ichabod opened it, which should be considered normal for a bookshop, but Ichabod knew better. He didn't quite trust the books -- well, perhaps one at a time, while reading them, but definitely not when they had the opportunity to team up -- and cautiously looked around to make sure everything was fine.
As nothing strange seemed to be going on, he began to unpack a newly arrived box, now and then eyeing the shelves at the back of the shop.
"Perhaps I'm suffering from paranoia," he muttered to himself. The next moment, a loud roar was heard and all the books burst from their shelves, flapping wildly, only to quietly return to their places a few seconds later. Ichabod just stared, then shook his head. At least he wasn't going mad.
[open and ocd-free shop]
As nothing strange seemed to be going on, he began to unpack a newly arrived box, now and then eyeing the shelves at the back of the shop.
"Perhaps I'm suffering from paranoia," he muttered to himself. The next moment, a loud roar was heard and all the books burst from their shelves, flapping wildly, only to quietly return to their places a few seconds later. Ichabod just stared, then shook his head. At least he wasn't going mad.
[open and ocd-free shop]