Let the Words Sink In

[Ben Ayers]

The library had gotten a new addition, and this time it didn't come in the form of books. Without much fanfare, a previous student had donated a number of beanbag chairs and comfortable seating options for the reading areas, and Ben had heard word of that. Today, he had headed to the library to ascertain the truth of his information for himself, and maybe to pick up a new book or two to read before the semester really took off and homework piled up.

After he'd entered, he headed for the fiction corner, and spotted a handful of maroon beanbag chairs against the ends of various rows of books. He found himself a new book with an interesting cover, one he hadn't read, and then found a corner in the further reaches of the library, dragging a beanbag over and settling in it. After he'd gotten comfortable, he cracked open the book and started to read.

[Paige Wilson]

Paige loved to spend time in the library; in the middle of a campus full of students, staff, horses, and all kinds of semi-organised chaos, it was just about the only place where she could be guaranteed a bit of peace and quiet, and so she was to be found there just about all the time. Assuming, of course, that she wasn't doing something else, which she usually was. Sweetie did not look after herself, after all, and though Paige didn't begrudge the time that she spent in the stable one bit- she adored it-, there was no denying that it was a big chunk of her life.

Today, though, she had an hour or so free, and she wasn't about to waste it. Walking into the library with purpose, she paused a moment, taking in the change of scenery. Well, that was cool. A slight smile on her face, she picked up a beanbag and carried it down a few aisles, turning a corner at random and letting out a soft squeak as she nearly walked into someone. "Oh... I'm so sorry..."

[Ben Ayers]

Ben had been so engrossed in his book that he had missed the dragging beanbag getting closer, but he didn't miss almost being stepped on. He glanced up, his finger automatically holding his place on the book, and gave the girl who was apologizing an easy grin, "No harm done." He pulled his legs closer and did his best to collect his beanbag out of the way, "I appreciate the new seats, but I do think they present a bit of a trip hazard until everyone gets used to them. Find a bit of floor, I can share." He gestured at the empty corner, with plenty of space for another beanbag.

[Paige Wilson]

Paige nodded, returning a slight smile of her own for the boy's grin. She'd seen him around but couldn't quite seem to recall whether she knew his name or not... well, no, she knew she had known it; the question was whether she could retrieve it from whichever remote corner of her brain it had chosen to take up residence in. "Well, if you're sure you don't mind..." she murmured- she would rather not have sat so close to anyone else, with so much of the library empty to choose from, but it would have been rude to refuse, and she didn't think she could be rude after nearly breaking the poor boy's fingers. Heaving the bag into the empty space, she managed to sit down on it without doing anything too unladylike and gave another faint smile. "Thank you."

[Ben Ayers]

Ben smiled in return, "No problem." With that, he turned his attention back to his book, since it didn't seem like the girl had come here to socialize either. He was perfectly happy reading silently, and he wouldn't have been offended if she'd found somewhere else either. It wasn't like her being there meant he could read any better, or any worse. It was just another factor of the environment.

[Paige Wilson]

Pulling a book from her bag, she flipped through rapidly until she came to the right chapter, then settled back into her beanbag, absorbed back into the story almost immediately. There were many things that Paige enjoyed, whatever her sister might say to the contrary- and her sister said an awful lot of things to the contrary- but a good book had to come top of the list. Really, there was no competition.

[Ben Ayers]

Ben frowned as he headed into the second chapter of the book he'd picked up - The transition felt really abrupt to him, and he couldn't quite follow what had happened there. But he kept reading, hoping the two storylines would tie together at some point in the future. They had to, of course - But he liked books where there was only really one plot to follow, not multiple characters' stories that he was trying to keep track of all at once.

[Paige Wilson]

Pausing briefly to tuck a stray lock of hair back behind her ear, the brunette contemplated the page in front of her for a moment before rediscovering her place and carrying on. She never had any difficulty in burying herself in a narrative; any kind of book was completely fascinating for her, and her sister had more than once thrown things at her across the room to draw her attention. They were soft things, at least... usually.

[Ben Ayers]

Ben was distracted briefly by the movement of the girl reading nearby, but then pulled his attention back to the book. It was nice, actually having someone else who understood that reading was a near-silent activity, and didn't have to be interrupted by talking and whatnot. He shifted slightly on the beanbag chair and kept reading, glad that there was no homework yet, and Rowen was taken care of until the evening.