Michael was trying to peek at the titles of some of the books without being completely obvious. Maybe there was something in there, something completely inappropriate...did Evelyn really seem like someone who would be carrying around inappropriate, at least to some, books in the library? No, but that didn't stop him from wanting to know if there was some hidden side to her that he had never seen before. It didn't seem like there was anything of much interest, anyway, at least nothing he could think to strike up a conversation about.
"At least I didn't smack into your face. It would have been terrible of me to ruin something so nice, yeah?" he responded casually, also thinking to himself that he wouldn't want to deal with any blood that could be spurting from her nose if he had bumped her there. Thinking about noses made him look at hers just as a dark splotch of ink made it's way to the bridge of her nose. His grin deepened.
"I was hoping to find some excitement in this dingy library, actually," he answered, using his hand to rub at his own nose, hoping she would pick up on the sign. He could have just wiped it off himself, but she was one of those people he was still unsure about. "And where were you heading with half the contents of the library?"
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