Simon didn’t really know what he was thinking; running (walking) into a library. He just figured… who was going to give enough of a fuck to look between endless bookshelves? It was probably a good place to hide.

Of course, what he’d forgotten was that people actually went to the library.

And that was where it all started.

It was sort of all his fault, but Simon wasn’t going to admit that. Maybe he should’ve known the public library a few blocks away from a community college would be full on a Tuesday at 2PM.

To be fair, most of this shit was his fault.

But whatever. Fuck it.