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I let my eyes linger on her for a moment before answering Caleb. “Wait for me, bro. I will be home soon.” “No problem. I will make myself comfortable.” I pinched the bridge of my nose, already knowing what that meant. “Caleb, don’t touch my Henri Jayer Richebourg.” A dramatic gasp came from his end. “Would I ever?” I could practically see him placing a hand on his chest, swearing false innocence. “You would. You already have.” His laugh was deep and full of mischief, and I knew my expensive wine was doomed.

Paris asked, slightly offended. “Yes, you look like a kid,” Merch said, laughing. “Let us go, pretty boy,” Matori said, laughing. Matori left Paris outside the Library, “it is a 24-hour library.” Paris picked up Soraya’s scent, thinking, ‘will she remember me? Has her mind been wiped?’ Paris entered the library and followed the scent that was all over the place but he focused on her human scent and then he saw her, her nose in an ancient-looking book, ‘one would think she has read all the books there are to read by now.’

I randomly discovered these floors as really nice corners to study unlike the first floor where everyone goes to or the overcrowded Powell Library where all the tourists and all the UCLA kids go to. After I burned a few hours at the library I decided to go to B plate. Louis was still in his Game Theory class and I have Econometrics in the next hour. I got Pistachios, French toast, avocados, egg whites, hash browns, strawberries and kiwis. B plate is by far the cutest place that exists at UCLA because no scenery beats the site of B Plate’s with a bowl full of avocados. A few minutes later, I spotted Zoe enter. I waved my hand and she made her way towards my table.

I saw him reading a book with his glasses on. He looked handsome. "You're here," he said and glanced at me with a smile. "Obviously?" I said. He stood up and grabbed Rudolph in his arms. He rubbed Rudolph's head, and the cat snuggled itself on Sean's lap. I took all my strength and clenched my fist. I knelt down on the floor in front of Sean. "Please lend me fifty billion dollars," I begged. I know I was pathetic, but I had no other choices left. All the jobs here don't fit me, and the money I will get will never be enough even if it does.

“About my little stunt the other day... my apologies. Today, I’m planning a quieter outing.” Marcello’s eyes were watchful. “As you wish, Ms. Vancouver.” “I was thinking of visiting a charming little library in Greenwich Village,” Claudine continued. “My brain needs a vacation from all these real-life dramas. A little book therapy.” “The Boss has huge bookshelves, Ms. Vancouver,” Marcello pointed out, his voice flat. “And you can always order any book you want.” Claudine sighed dramatically. “Oh, Marcello, it’s not the same! This particular library has a very rare first edition I’m hoping to glimpse. It’s a matter of... literary pilgrimage. You can’t just order a spiritual experience, can yo