It was only a matter of time before Fakir wound up in the library. Not to do research, but to find something to occupy his mind on the nights he couldn't manage to fall asleep. The misplaced stacks of books gave him pause. He peered over its edge.
"I don't think whoever keeps this place up would appreciate you making forts out of the books."
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"I don't think whoever keeps this place up would appreciate you making forts out of the books."