Date: 2017-03-30 09:19 pm (UTC)
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Gansey had seen this before.

Since beginning his job in the "library" (his job took place anywhere but; however, he was required to log some hours to make it look like he was doing what he was supposedly getting paid to do), many a furtive glance had been cast around the corner of the library entrance. It made sense. What else was there to do in Darrow but get inhabited by third party magic and go to school?

"That pamphlet is very cheesy," Gansey warned, leaning in conspiratorially. "You'd be better off asking questions of a willing party. I'll see if I can find one." His smile indicated that she'd already found him. "I'm Gansey." It was better to talk to this girl rather than sell her on Barton. Some people weren't fit for school: like Ronan. Like Blue. Gansey once had judgement for these types, but it had melted away, like so many other notions of his.
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