OLIVER
A very loud groan leaves Oliver as the books come tumbling down and OF COURSE, two land on his toes. It doesn't hurt too much, but he still takes two baby steps back. Letting out a sigh, he squatted down and moved to grab each of the books, closing them back and stacking them up. He could hear Deimos' voice from above and so he spoke a bit louder than normal, but still kept his focus on the books. "Okay....I think we may need some book ends? Like those blocks that you put between books on a shelf. Maybe something fancy or cool. That may be why they fell down."
Soon, all of the books were stacked back up. Instead of placing them back on the shelf immediately, he stood up and looked at what they had to work with. "We need to figure out the best way to put them on the shelf without them falling off...here." He picks up five of the books and places them down in the middle of the shelf. "I'm not a carpenter so if I say something stupid, ignore me, but we should make sure that it's level...and that the weight of the books is well distributed." Of course, he holds the books in place using his hands, worried about them sliding off or something.
Soon, all of the books were stacked back up. Instead of placing them back on the shelf immediately, he stood up and looked at what they had to work with. "We need to figure out the best way to put them on the shelf without them falling off...here." He picks up five of the books and places them down in the middle of the shelf. "I'm not a carpenter so if I say something stupid, ignore me, but we should make sure that it's level...and that the weight of the books is well distributed." Of course, he holds the books in place using his hands, worried about them sliding off or something.
I JUST WANT MY EXISTENCE
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
