[It's not that Neil likes kissing strangers, exactly-- but he doesn't really mind. Usually. He doesn't think it counts for anything, in a curse, and he sort of likes the festivity and the tradition. And now and then he likes the chance to get away with things he wouldn't usually dare to do in public, but that's a whole other story.
He stops in a cafe for a cup of tea, first thing in the morning, before heading to the bookstore for the day; green sprigs sprout now and then from the ceiling, in between books on the shelves, and sometimes he pulls them down with a laugh, and other times he doesn't bother.
Later, he goes for a long lunch (because it's not as if people are breaking down the doors for used books, and keeping inscrutable hours is a tradition at Bilton & Scaggs,) and after the afternoon ship he meanders home, doubtless meeting up with Todd along the way.]
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He stops in a cafe for a cup of tea, first thing in the morning, before heading to the bookstore for the day; green sprigs sprout now and then from the ceiling, in between books on the shelves, and sometimes he pulls them down with a laugh, and other times he doesn't bother.
Later, he goes for a long lunch (because it's not as if people are breaking down the doors for used books, and keeping inscrutable hours is a tradition at Bilton & Scaggs,) and after the afternoon ship he meanders home, doubtless meeting up with Todd along the way.]
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