Quillan never lingered for long in the library, he made a trip there every two weeks, got five or six books and left. He never stuck around shooting the breeze with the librarian, he didn't browse the shelves for long and he didn't sit in the chairs and read his books. In fact, the longest he'd ever spent in the library, was forty-five minutes, and that was when he was weighing his options between a couple books that seemed promising. If Rose spoke to him about his choices, he'd just ....shrug and tell her it was fine or that he didn't like it. He was never late with his returns either, nor did he return a book with dog-eared pages, or with scuffs or tears that weren't there before. In short, he was a good customer, but not one for idle chit-chat.
Today however......today was a little different, in addition to a few books by a muggle author, he was looking for something else entirely. As he limped up the stairs and onto the second floor of the library, he looked around, the card catalog had told him the music books were here. It wasn't like he didn't know a great number of pieces by heart, he wanted to learn some new ones! So, he searched the shelves in silence and when he had enough with interesting pieces, he made his way back down and to the front desk.
He quietly set his books down, aware that the sheet music books were wildly different than the ones he usually got, which were usually mystery novels and daring adventure books. Without a word, he removed his library card from his wallet and set it on top of the books, then stood quietly. He realized that he and Rose didn't exactly get along.... and normally he wouldn't have cared but.....she seemed to have some sort of misperception of him and while he didn't care if people thought he was a jerk, or anti-social (because he was both of those) he DID care if she thought he was some sort of weird pervert!
"......Do you like uh....Doyle?" He'd gotten 'The Lost World' by him, along with some of the classics like The Hound of the Baskervilles' and 'The Valley of Fear' in addition to his music sheets. "Only just getting to reading them. My um uh.....brother....mentioned liking them when uh...he was a ...a kid. Thought I'd let my nephew read them if they're not uh...too frightening f-for him. Thought he might enjoy reading something his old man liked reading. I'd find out what his mother liked but I never asked her before....uh they both...died."
Oh yeah. That was a REAL good conversation starter! Hi, I'm reading these books because my dead bother used to read them! My sister in law's dead too!"
He wanted to kick himself for that... "N-never...never mind. Um...are there any other ....books with modern songs for the piano? Or...maybe even cello or violin? If you're creative you can make a piano sound like...j-just about anything." There. That was better. Only now.....Great job dumbass. Now she's going to want me to prove I can do it! I should just shut up and get the hell out of here before I say anything else stupid." He really should've just collected his things and checked out without saying anything. Just let her continue thinking what she wanted to think about him.