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"Yes, of course." Isabella pursed her lip once more, not minding that Ashley ahd to leave since she had a bit to do anyways. Waving back, she smiled as Beray did the same.
"Bye Ashley!" The young vampire grinned, tugging on his Masters arm and speaking to her quickly while bringing her to the bedroom.
The library wasn't that large, despite the building being so huge. It had at least ten shelves of books, but the other side of the room was a small area with sofa's and couches, about three other vampires in the room at the time. Two were reading, and one of them passed right out with their head tilted back, a snore coming from his mouth which made the two readers rather irritated, exchanging glares at the sleeping man with every breath he took.
Overall it wasn't too bad. A little bit more variety would be better, and a change in the lightbulb but it was nice. In the centre of the room, up against the wall was the one shelf that was under lock and key, holding books dated back hundreds of years ago that could only be burrowed under careful consideration.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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