"What's the matter is that these books are fucking heavy," Kate answers, swinging the bag up again and holding it out to Harley. It's a bright pink bag and there are purple kittens on it, but whatever. If he wants the books, she figures he can take the bag for at least a minute to fish them out. Not that he's asked for the books, exactly, but she's pretty sure he'll want them.
"And they're for you," she adds, in case he doesn't know what she's doing. "I brought them for you. The bookshelf kept giving them to me, so I figured it wanted me to like, bestow them on you or whatever."
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Date: 2012-09-05 02:08 am (UTC)"And they're for you," she adds, in case he doesn't know what she's doing. "I brought them for you. The bookshelf kept giving them to me, so I figured it wanted me to like, bestow them on you or whatever."