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When Moira Met Xander: A Library Tale
When Moira Met Xander: A Library Tale
Moira: (Whispering to herself as she scans the shelves) Now, where could that elusive copy of 'War and Peas' be hiding?
Xander: (Approaching with a crooked smile) Ah, 'War and Peas'? That old chestnut is playing hard to get, eh? Last I saw, it was sunbathing in the 'Historical Humor' section.
Moira: (Turning around, startled) Oh! I didn’t hear you… um, join the hunt. Are you sure? I’ve been circling these stacks like a shark around a shipwreck.
Xander: Quite sure. Perhaps the book has legs tonight. Follow me, I’ll show you. (Starts walking, then stops) By the way, I’m Xander.
Moira: I’m Moira. Nice to meet you. (Pauses) And thanks for the rescue mission.
Xander: (Leading the way) Pleasure’s all mine! So, Moira, do you always talk to yourself when searching for books, or is it just the particularly crafty ones?
Moira: (Laughing) Only the ones that enjoy a good game of hide and seek. And you? Do you always eavesdrop on solitary conversationalists?
Xander: (Grins) Only when the conversation sounds more intriguing than my current book. Speaking of which, what’s your favorite book?
Moira: Oh, tough question. I’d say it’s a tie between 'The Great Catsby' and 'Tequila Mockingbird'.
Xander: (Laughs) Excellent choices! Literary puns, my favorite genre.
Moira: (Spotting the book) There it is! 'War and Peas', lounging between 'Gone with the Gin' and 'The Old Man and the Tea'.
Xander: See? Just needed a pair of fresh eyes. Or perhaps it sensed its fate and surrendered.
Moira: (Pulling the book from the shelf) Surrendered, or perhaps intrigued by the possibility of being read by someone who appreciates its punny title?
Xander: (Nodding in agreement) Exactly. Books do have a sense of their readers. They can tell who appreciates a good spine-tingling chapter or a hearty belly-laugh at a corny joke.
Moira: (Heading to the checkout) Well, Mr. Book Whisperer, care to join me for a coffee and possibly a verbal joust about our literary finds?
Xander: (Following her) Only if you promise to tell me more about your shipwreck-shark theory in relation to book hunting.
Moira: It’s a deal. But be warned, I take my coffee like my book plots: dark and mysterious.
Xander: And I enjoy my coffee like my favorite books: rich in flavor and open to interpretation.
Moira: (Smiling) Sounds like the beginning of a beautiful friendship, or at least a very entertaining coffee chat.
As Moira and Xander walked away, the library shelves whispered and chuckled among themselves, pleased to have played matchmaker yet again.
#writcostorychallenge #writcostory #librarytale #stowrimo #sanhita @Sanh9292
© Aylin
Moira: (Whispering to herself as she scans the shelves) Now, where could that elusive copy of 'War and Peas' be hiding?
Xander: (Approaching with a crooked smile) Ah, 'War and Peas'? That old chestnut is playing hard to get, eh? Last I saw, it was sunbathing in the 'Historical Humor' section.
Moira: (Turning around, startled) Oh! I didn’t hear you… um, join the hunt. Are you sure? I’ve been circling these stacks like a shark around a shipwreck.
Xander: Quite sure. Perhaps the book has legs tonight. Follow me, I’ll show you. (Starts walking, then stops) By the way, I’m Xander.
Moira: I’m Moira. Nice to meet you. (Pauses) And thanks for the rescue mission.
Xander: (Leading the way) Pleasure’s all mine! So, Moira, do you always talk to yourself when searching for books, or is it just the particularly crafty ones?
Moira: (Laughing) Only the ones that enjoy a good game of hide and seek. And you? Do you always eavesdrop on solitary conversationalists?
Xander: (Grins) Only when the conversation sounds more intriguing than my current book. Speaking of which, what’s your favorite book?
Moira: Oh, tough question. I’d say it’s a tie between 'The Great Catsby' and 'Tequila Mockingbird'.
Xander: (Laughs) Excellent choices! Literary puns, my favorite genre.
Moira: (Spotting the book) There it is! 'War and Peas', lounging between 'Gone with the Gin' and 'The Old Man and the Tea'.
Xander: See? Just needed a pair of fresh eyes. Or perhaps it sensed its fate and surrendered.
Moira: (Pulling the book from the shelf) Surrendered, or perhaps intrigued by the possibility of being read by someone who appreciates its punny title?
Xander: (Nodding in agreement) Exactly. Books do have a sense of their readers. They can tell who appreciates a good spine-tingling chapter or a hearty belly-laugh at a corny joke.
Moira: (Heading to the checkout) Well, Mr. Book Whisperer, care to join me for a coffee and possibly a verbal joust about our literary finds?
Xander: (Following her) Only if you promise to tell me more about your shipwreck-shark theory in relation to book hunting.
Moira: It’s a deal. But be warned, I take my coffee like my book plots: dark and mysterious.
Xander: And I enjoy my coffee like my favorite books: rich in flavor and open to interpretation.
Moira: (Smiling) Sounds like the beginning of a beautiful friendship, or at least a very entertaining coffee chat.
As Moira and Xander walked away, the library shelves whispered and chuckled among themselves, pleased to have played matchmaker yet again.
#writcostorychallenge #writcostory #librarytale #stowrimo #sanhita @Sanh9292
© Aylin
