[center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjcyLjkzZmJkZi5RWFBEcVd4cFpTQkRZV1JwWlhWNC4w/rollcake.regular.png[/img][/center][INDENT][sub][hr][/sub][color=#93fbe4][sub][B]Location:[/B] [COLOR=gray][I]Court Street, Everbrook Public Library[/I][/COLOR][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][b]Date:[/b] [COLOR=gray][I]May 28th, 2020[/I][/COLOR][/right][/SUP][/color][sub][hr][/sub][/indent][indent][indent]Contrary to what Asélie had expected, the local library had been buzzing with activity as she wheeled her skateboard towards the building. Cars and bikes lined the library exterior, sometimes with faces Asélie recognized from her short career at Everbrook High; faces she expected to be out riding their bikes to the park for a game of baseball or to some other place that teenagers would hang out in a boring town like Everbrook. They all had three months to do whatever they wanted after all the bullshit they put up with, and everyone wanted to visit the library?
  
[color=93fbe4]"Talk about old-fashioned,"[/color] Asélie uttered, out loud and to no one in particular.

Stopping momentarily to hop off her board (she didn't want to be yelled at [i]again[/i] for riding her skateboard inside the library), Asélie walked up to the front steps of the building, and was greeted by one of the many familiar faces she had recognized seconds ago. [color=93fbe4]"Seems today is full of surprises. I hadn't expected Everbrook High's star wide receiver to be a man of the books."[/color] Asélie smiled back, tossing a friendly jab at Danny as he held the door open for her.

[color=93fbe4]"So, how about that football season, huh? Sucks that it was canceled because of quarantine."[/color] Asélie commented as she walked inside digging through her bag for the books she needed to return. She didn't particularly care about American football, instead being sucked into the Canadian craze of ice hockey and lacrosse because of her Quebecois roots and—though she would rather die than admit it—her parents, some small talk wouldn't hurt anyone. [color=93fbe4]"I'm sure the Everbrook Grizzlies will be the regional champs next season, though."[/color]

As she pulled the library books from her school bag, however, their conversation, and seemingly everyone else's, was suddenly interrupted by someone who said "fuck off" to the old adage of being quiet in the library and announced himself to everyone that had been in the front of the building. 

[color=93fbe4]"Cold? I guess it's a little cold in here. But more importantly, Bill? Will? You look like you've seen a ghost. You okay?"[/color] She asked, paying little heed to the door slam and creaking—old buildings always had old building issues from wear and tear.[/indent][/indent]