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Your heart flutters in your chest. The Sun shines down as you behold the opportunity ahead of you. You have never been more excited in your life. This is it. This is your chance. You cannot fuck this up.

"So, what've you got for us, Sarah?"

The moment you hear his voice, every ounce of confidence seeps from your pours like a burst water balloon.

You're sitting at an outdoor table on campus, across from (Man Of Your Dreams Since Middle School) Alexander Valentine and (Woman Of Your Nightmares Since Middle School) Yves Vivian. 

You invited them here because you've got a Plan. A Plan like No Other. A Killer Plan, even.

Oh, god. They're looking at you. They think you're a freak of nature. You are a Cool, Calm, Collected, Slightly Goth Bitch. Deep breaths, Inunaki!

You're friends with them. You've been friends with them. You want to be MORE than friends with them. Thus, aforementioned plan = playing on their (probably freudian, if you're being honest) love for trespassing and occultism...

You just don't know how to bring it up to them.

> Bluntly and directly, like the Cool Calm Collected & Confident "Slightly Goth Bitch" you are.
> Pussyfoot around it for a bit.

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"Ok..." You take a deep breath. "You know how some very rich and very British antiquarians used to amass massive personal collections of codexes, right? Real Robert Cotton stuff. The type of personal collections that go up in flames and result in like generational lost media that plague the nightmares of academics, right?"

You threw in Lost Media for brownie points. You know they love that stuff.

"Uhuh." 
"Yeah."

They're both listening intently. Good. Hook, Line and Sinker...

"Well, the Bright family have one."
 
Yves perks up a bit.
"Oh yeah. The private section of their basement, right? I've been in the main library before."

"Exactly! Nobody but the Brights and Valencias are allowed down there. Minister Bright inherited the whole collection from his family before he changed his name and you can trace down records of the Lamb Library as far back as... What, the 1800s?"

Alex has an unmistakable smirk on his face. It almost brings a tear to your eye.
"Where are you going with thiiiis?"

"I want to see it! Wouldn't that be fun...? We could sneak in there together and take pictures of forbidden things nobody could see! Could you imagine the filming potential? Or, I don't know, horror inspiration?"
"It would be-"

Alex stops you. He holds out his hand and chuckles.
"So. You asked us here to be your accomplices in trespassing and theft, is that it? You want us to help you commit a crime?"

You flounder your words.
"Theft, what-? I did not mention theft!"

Yves smirks.
"It's kinda implied."

Are they down with it? They have to be down with it right? Oh god.
How do you respond????

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"Yeah, I want you to commit a crime with me! Are you In or Out?"

You fear you sound a bit like a rude cunt.

Alex crosses his arms. 
"Shit, Sarah... I dunno. I like what you're putting down a whole lot, but we've got details to shake out."

Yves nods in agreement.
"Plus, this'd put my place in the congregation at risk. I do go there, y'know."

"Yeah! Do you wanna deprive my sweet Baptist Babe of her religion...? How cruel, Inunaki... How cruel"
He puts his arm around Yves. She elbows him, eliciting a giggle.
"Yeowwch."

"So, if you want us in on this, we have to make it foolproof."

"Surely you've got the heisting skills for it, eh?"

You didn't think this far ahead!! It is NOT their first rodeo.
Let's think about this linearly...

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> INFILTRATION ROUTE
> SUPPLIES

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"There's always the storm cellar."

Alex whistles.
"True."

Yves thinks.
"Wouldn't even be hard. The door into the library is locked from the cellar side..."

"And, Alex, you know how to lockpick, don't you? I know you watch that Lockpicking guy on Youtube, at least."

"Been snooping on me in class?"

"I sit behind you!!!"
You must've flushed a bit.

"Haha. Don't worry, I get it. This one guy in my math class plays MeepCity and I just... it hypnotizes me. How am I supposed to focus on Hamilton's Method when that's right there, huh?"

"He digresses."

"I do."

You sigh and adjust your hair. There is nothing to adjust, really, but it's the tactic of it all! God.
"Well, we'll get in via the storm cellar and lockpick our way through the door down into the private section. No damaging any doors, no breaking any windows... We won't get caught like that. No traces."
"That's one thing squared away."

> THE FAITH ISSUE
> SUPPLIES

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"Faith is the one who handles the Library, correct?"

Yves crosses her arms.
"Yup."

"We're obviously sneaking in after dark. Probably around midnight, as the library closes at 10..."

Alex interrupts with what you were planning to say anyway.
"The issue is she lives across the street. She'd notice if anything is off, especially since she'd be awake."

You lean in.
"But, I know when she'll be distracted."
That gets them both interested.
"April 30th. Adrianne told me she has plans with Faith to watch a movie. I think they do it at the end of every month...? But, not the point."

Yves smirks.
"I'm impressed, Sarah. You came prepared with a date and everything!"

Alex strokes the (frankly attractive) facial hair he's been granted after going on T. (HRT, that is.)
"Bout a month of prep time too... Shit, this is shaping up to be a good time."

You smile. They are proud of you. Oh, God!!! 

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Yves speaks first.
"A month of prep should be more than enough, but we should get what we need sooner rather than later."

Alex looks at you.
"Got a list?"

You do not have a list.

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"Masks and gloves, for one. We can use my medical ones, I have a lot."

Yves nods.
"Check."

"Do we need to buy flashlights?"

Alex replies.
"Got some meaty ones back at home. I'll provide a bag for everything too, cause I'm gonna snatch SOMETHING. For Sure."

"I'll buy duct tape and rope, just in case. And, we all own tasers, right?"

Yves pulls out her pink-studded, bedazzled taser.
"Duh."

"Extra batteries would be good... I'll get that."
"And, I'm guessing you two freaks own crowbars and knives?"

They reply in unison.
"Again, duh."

Yves smirks.
"I've got a katana. Yes, we have knives."

Alex adjusts his letterman and puffs out his chest.
"We aren't no posers, Sarah. Harumph."

"Don't go Harumph."

"Harumph!"

You laugh.
"Ok, come on. We're planning a heist. We have to be a little serious."
You don't want them to know how happy this makes you.

Yves stands up and stretches.
"I think we've got it down, though."

Alex looks to Yves.
"I'm fully onboard, yeah. I want some dusty old tomes fulla mites! We're gonna have pet mites, Yves."

"Pet mites?"
She seems skeptical.

"Pet mites!"

You look at Yves.
"Faith would never let there be book mites."

"There's definitely no mites, Alex."

He sighs and puts his arms behind his head.
"Aw, man."

Yves hugs him.
"You dweeb."

"Callin' me a dweeb at the ripe old age of 20???"

"You're never too old to be a dweeb!"

He chuckles.
"I think you're a fuckin' dweeb!"

And then Yves looks at you and notices (from what must certainly be a pained, longing, yearning expression on your face) how hard you're third wheeling.

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You cross your arms.
"You're both dweebs. I mean look at yourselves! You dress like dweebs."

Alex looks at you. 

Did it just get really hot? Why do you feel so hot.

You huff.
"I mean that in-"
"I-"
"In a good way, I mean. Obviously."

Yves smiles.
"Well, of course. We're partners in crime now, no reason to start being mean."

Alex looks up (because he's sitting and Yves is standing behind him, head resting atop his head) at Yves.
"Partners in crime is funny."

Yves is still smiling at you. Why is she still smiling at you. Oh, my god. You feel yourself grip your thigh, beneath the table.

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