7th june, 1pm.

lillie had her headphones looped around her neck, the volume turned way down low so even she could barely hear the music that she was playing. she knew it was something oldies-style, she could distinguish that much, but other than that... nothing. she didn't mind, though. she didn't want to seem antisocial. she always felt bad for people who worked in stores who had to deal with customers wearing headphones the entire time. she liked to be able to hear when she was asked if she needed any help or whatever. lillie being lillie, she normally turned such simple questions into an all-out chat, and she was sort-of hoping something like that would happen now. she needed... a friend. she wasn't home any more- she was as lost as dorothy just after the cyclone, and as much as she found herself falling for the tiny town, she still felt lonely. and she didn't want to wait until she was married to make friends.

she bent, mindless of the back of her skirt riding up her thighs, picking up a book that'd caught her eye. she straightened again, pushing her long, platinum ponytail back over her shoulder, before opening the pages, her blue eyes darting over the words. handling the undead. it was obviously a translation, but still well-written. lillie liked that. if a book worked well in more than one language, it was an achievement. she wasn't too sure, though, instead turning to lean slightly on the shelf, her slight weight no bother for the solid wooden construction, her small, pink tongue poking out slightly as she read. lillie's 'concentrating face' is one that would be funny on any other face. she's just lucky she gets away with it. she raised one hand, unconsciously adjusting her blunt-cut bangs. the air-con in the shop made her skin feel goosepimply, but she liked the sensation. if she had air-con in her poky little apartment, she'd have turned it on full-blast and just lain on the floor for hours. lillie's not one for clothes when she's not going out, and she had the sneaking suspicion that having it all over would be awesome. no sweat, just feeling like she was lying in a refrigerator.

she closed the book, once more bending to slide it back into place on the shelf, before something caught her eye. she turned, snapping upright and then bounced a few paces, seizing another book and flipping through the pages, before stopping, once more beginning to read. whenever lillie sees jurassic park in the 'wild' she always has to flip to the part with the raptors. it's her favourite part, after all. and it always fills her with a kind of breathless excitement that she just can't turn down. she crossed one leg over the other, shifting her weight from one hip to the other. her mouth moved silently with the words- "that's your simple idea. simple. you create new life-forms, about which you know nothing at all. your dr. wu does not even know the names of the things he is creating. he cannot be bothered with such details as what the thing is called, let alone what it is. you create many of them in a very short time, you never learn anything about them, yet you expect them to do your bidding, because you made them, and you therefore think you own them; you forget that they are alive, they have an intelligence of their own, and they may not do your bidding, and you forget how little you know about them, how incompetent you are to do the things that you so frivolously call simple....dear god..."