Post by Archibald Reighn on Jun 20, 2020 13:04:00 GMT -4
Words could not describe his desire to let the days he spend within the country go slower. Sometimes he would spend all his time studying, trying to grasp the language for it's nuances he missed. Seeing the time fly as he did homework or talked with a teacher on a topic he did not understand. It was only during the last sleepover of his class, which he had attended, that he had forgotten the important aspect of the other students. He was trying to be friends while not enabling it via talking to the other students. As the time went on he had much regretted not doing so. He went on to realize that in the absence of free time, he had not bought a decent book for him to read, and therefore enable him to have something to talk about. As such he found himself at a somewhat later afternoon to be walking through the shopping district. Staring around to find himself a space to buy books or magazines.
"I wonder... do I have to buy them at those small convenience stores... surely they have book stores around these parts?"
As he spoke he walked past a small book store. Not realizing it at first until the pale boy looked through the window and the thoughts 'eh books, neat' crossed his mind which prompted him to halt. His gloved hands soon after pushing the door to the shop open with a soft creak that showed the shop had been open for a good few years in all likelihood. He stepped through the door and with his formal clothes, black dress pants with a white blouse, black gloves and fitting black gillet with a red back, he walked in. He took care not to breath on the books too much as he quietly browsed the shop, the small tufts of mist erupting with every exhale likely more damp then would be good for the books. His hair frozen nearly completely which he focused on purposefully to ensure there wouldn't be a drop of water to hit the books. As he browsed he realized some of the books looked too difficult to read at the moment, so instead he calmly walked to the front of the shop, hoping to find someone to help him in his selection process.
"I wonder... do I have to buy them at those small convenience stores... surely they have book stores around these parts?"
As he spoke he walked past a small book store. Not realizing it at first until the pale boy looked through the window and the thoughts 'eh books, neat' crossed his mind which prompted him to halt. His gloved hands soon after pushing the door to the shop open with a soft creak that showed the shop had been open for a good few years in all likelihood. He stepped through the door and with his formal clothes, black dress pants with a white blouse, black gloves and fitting black gillet with a red back, he walked in. He took care not to breath on the books too much as he quietly browsed the shop, the small tufts of mist erupting with every exhale likely more damp then would be good for the books. His hair frozen nearly completely which he focused on purposefully to ensure there wouldn't be a drop of water to hit the books. As he browsed he realized some of the books looked too difficult to read at the moment, so instead he calmly walked to the front of the shop, hoping to find someone to help him in his selection process.