Re: Island: Janus/Atticus
"OK." Didn't mind it being just them. Just wanted to know. Call it a byproduct of isolation. But thinking about the library was something he could do. Bates Hall with its arched reading room. The impressive stairs. The way the place sounded and smelled. The murals. The murals were breathtaking. McKim's beamed ceiling. All of it. Could practically smell the place. Eyes closed, hand still in Janus' hand.
Knew it wasn't going to be fun, but was OK. Anything was better than the visual monotony of the island. Felt certain he couldn't handle it one more moment. Could hurt more than-
Opened his eyes. "Fuck..." Tried to pull his hand away, but that was instinct. Hurt like a bitch. Probably wasn't politically correct to say that now. But... FUCK.