Library

Wednesday had come around much too quickly for Minzy as she came back from running errands Tuesday evening and was about to just drop into a nice long sleep when she suddenly remembered her meeting with the Fallen don later on that afternoon. With a long groan, she tossed her bag down on her bed and flopped down face-first onto the thin covers. After a few minutes, though, she roused herself enough to grin slightly. Well... if she couldn't sleep here for fear of missing the meeting... she could very well break into the library and sleep THERE. That way, she couldn't exactly be faulted for not showing up to the meeting when she was in the building the whole time, right?

Heaving a sigh, the young thief grabbed up her bag and headed to the library. Luckily enough, she knew of a weakened hatch on the library roof that would let her into the building easily enough. Half an hour's walking in the pre-dawn light brought her to the library and she soon found an empty study room in which to hide herself, moving carefully so as not to disturb any motion sensors. Thinking quickly, Minzy gathered up an armful of books and arranged them about herself so that it looked like she was studying - a laugh, really, seeing as how she could barely read enough to take bus rides and read maps.

The hours ticked by slowly, and the girl nodded off more than once, taking little catnaps throughout the day. Luckily for her, this was a little-used section of the library, being the paleontology section with dusty boring books and all. When 12:50 pm rolled around, Minzy snapped awake from the 87th mini-nap that afternoon and looked around, a bit of hair sticking to her cheek for a few seconds before detaching and floating back into place. Her huge doe eyes blinked slowly before she got up and strolled out of the study room, hissing a little at the bright sunlight that streamed into the building. Good thing she already took some naps, otherwise, the sunlight would've made her drowsy again. Stifling a small yawn, the dark-haired girl strolled to the railing of the second floor and looked down, searching for an impeccably dressed Fallen don. /If you can hear me... or rather, my thoughts, I'm up on the second floor. Where're YOU?/