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[Sep. 3rd, 2008|04:49 pm] |
Vivian is amused. She has, in fact, been up to no good - which is no surprise, really - and her contribution to Ether traffic is a continuation of that. She's filtering through a sense of where she is - a second-hand bookstore, with a certain grumpy fallen angel pottering around in the back of her concentration. Why yes, she is bothering Ethan. Why not? It's turned out far more entertaining than she could have imagined.
So, I'm a little confused. She doesn't actually seem confused at all, her words have a slightly wicked edge, as if she's just saying them to needle someone. Why is it exactly that college students need so many books? And insist on trying to find them secondhand? Smirk. |
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