MIT’s library was gradually becoming something of a ghost town, all the student’s hunched over their last minute assignments slowly dispersing leaving all but the lone man and one very tired sixty something librarian left to the quiet. After a while she told him she was retiring for the evening, locking up but that the fire escape stairwell would allow him to exit. He smiled and nodded. This was of of course, only because he was one of their most prestigious alumni. One could hardly fault him if he wanted to stay later to work before his upcoming lecture. He said goodnight and she left him alone. At least, that was what he thought before a couple hours later a man sat across from him. Odd, he hadn’t heard him come in.
“ If you’re here to mug me I’ve only my car keys, don’t bother. ” He’s says disinterestedly without looking up from his novel. “ And it’s a small economically friendly car….so you wouldn’t get far.”
Obviously he should have chose a better time to ‘drop’ in. Nights were easier; he could blend in with out anyone raising eyebrows. Hell, he never would have been able to make it into this sort of place when he actually cared. They would have more than likely slammed the door in his face. It was why he was here in the middle of the night when anyone in their right mind should have quite honestly been asleep.
Having someone else there just complicated matters, but not enough for him to leave. Not yet at least. “If I wanted to mug someone,” he said, leaning his head back for a moment. “I would have chosen someone who wasn’t in a library.” Not to mention he wouldn’t have resorted to the action anyways. “Then again, I wouldn’t see how it matters. I don’t drive.” Well, not regularly at any-rate, but that was besides the point.
Hellfirebound 