can't sleep [o; exploring the library]

[wormwood.]

☆ HUNG PICTURES OF PATRON SAINTS UP ON MY WALL TO REMIND ME THAT I AM A FOOL. TELL ME WHERE I CAME FROM, WHAT I WILL ALWAYS BE: JUST A SPOILED LITTLE KID WHO WENT TO CATHOLIC SCHOOL —

The library had always been a favorite spot of Aurum's, the proxy having been a great fan of books ever since he was a cub. It was sort of a relief, knowing that at least one of his nephews was interested in books. At least it would always give them something to talk about together. In addition to this, it seemed as though at least one of his nieces did too, unless Alice was simply here to interact with others. Either way, when Aurum heard the feline coughing from a few rows away, he found himself getting up, shaking out his thick fur before he headed over. He had already been looking for some new storybooks to perhaps read to his children, so he figured it wouldn't be too much of a big deal to go and say hello to Alice. He knew that the girl was sickly, and he also knew that some of his sister's children disliked being talked down to. So, once he got close, he lowered himself down a bit into a sitting position, trying to get on her level before he spoke, "Hello there, Alice. Have you found any stories you're interested in reading?" He found himself wondering if any of his own children would end up interested in stories. He was trying to encourage them, by reading them stories and telling them some of his own, but ultimately they would be their own people.

[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM

#psychosocial.