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He exhaled as he finished his apple and then moved to toss the core in the trash can when he heard movement. He moved into the row of books to pick one out only to see someone out of the corner his eye, only they moved to the one behind him.
Maybe he's just being self conscious..but his paranoia is getting on his nerves.
He sighed moving to put the book back on the shelf.
He took his hat off, running his hand through his hair before putting it back on.
He bonked his head on the book shelf slowly, twice.
That's when he heard something fall on the floor on the other row, meaning his head banging knocked a book out of the shelf on the other side.
dang it..