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Posted: Dec 8 2013, 12:27 AM
Posted: Dec 16 2013, 02:30 PM
Well, nobody could say he wasn't trying. Tyrone was in the library, just a couple blocks away from Tandy's restaurant. There were all manner of books at his disposal, and he was leaning over one of the tables in a seat, staring down at a book that had been suggested to him--Invisible Man.
He was a good reader; he'd made good marks in school, he just hadn't ever graduated. Or really shown much interest in furthering his education, not since he left Boston. He hardly ever read, or did anything that might constitute things of a traditional, educational nature.
Tandy didn't even know he ever came to the library. It was a rare event; only ever happened when he was bored, and feeling particularly unaccomplished on a given day. But, he did have a vague interest in getting a GED, or just proving to himself that he could have, if he ever tried. Maybe that was more of what it was.
Still, he hadn't told Tandy he came here while she was at work. Part of him was embarrassed, the other part of him just didn't think it mattered. He'd gotten a couple chapters into the book, before he pushed it aside, and stood to head on out. He was waiting around for Tandy's shift to be--hopefully--over. Or close to over.
He'd been hearing some rumors about kids going missing, downtown. No one really seemed to be looking into it--it was an eerily familiar situation.. He wanted to take Tandy to look into it. Or at least to see if she was interested in doing some sort of investigation. He knew she would be tired, after working late, but all the same. They didn't have to stay out late. Just poke around--and she could always decline, tell him they would go out another night, and that would be fine.
At the very least, he could 'port her home, save her a trip back to her apartment.
He was wearing a pair of baggy jeans, with a belt hooked to keep them just hanging off his hips, and a dark red tshirt with some graphic design on it, tribal in nature. He walked the two blocks down to Tandy's work, and pushed through the doors. He didn't have to take more than two or three steps inside before he spotted her, ignoring the host's greeting, to walk over to Tandy instead. "Hey."
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