Roommates
There was another pile of books all over the floor at Atori.
Actually, no. "Pile" would imply that they were stacked, that there was some semblance of order. These were just lying all over the floor in the cafe area, and Ren could only imagine the looks of shock on his former housemates' faces back home.
"Where do you keep finding these?" Ren asked Phillip.
If anyone were to walk through the door, they would find an incredulous young Japanese man trying to pick up a small library that had covered the floor.
Actually, no. "Pile" would imply that they were stacked, that there was some semblance of order. These were just lying all over the floor in the cafe area, and Ren could only imagine the looks of shock on his former housemates' faces back home.
"Where do you keep finding these?" Ren asked Phillip.
If anyone were to walk through the door, they would find an incredulous young Japanese man trying to pick up a small library that had covered the floor.