You walked through the streets of New York, making your way to the public library that you always loved to read in.

Minutes after finishing a book, you decided to look for another one, walking over to a shelf and dragging your finger across in hopes of finding an interesting one.

One had finally caught your eye, and you reached over to grab it, but surprised to see another hand grab the same one. "You can have it, don't worry." Noah smiled, handing over the book to you.