you are hiding in the library, sitting on the floor against one of the many huge bookshelves, you wouldn’t be lying if you said you werent scared of the shelves falling on you, but here you are, hiding behind one and crying.
Some ghouls had been picking on you for weeks now, you had told the ministries librarian, luna, about your troubles, she told you your welcome here anytime.
“what are you doing, amore mio?” A grumbly Voice spoke to you, it’s papa II or secondo “why are you crying?”
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