Chapter Two: Now What?

Sitting on the floor with her against to the door Marie Voulez pulled out her cold almost stale-looking burger and motioned to her mouth to take the first bite. Something about this burger looked very peculiar, but Marie brushed it off. She had only had about 4 hamburgers, if that, within the perimeters of her entire life and figured she didn't have much insight into the regularity, or irregularity, of beef. Aside from her speculations the burger tasted like heaven, and upon finishing Marie lit a cigarette. Her usual eating routine.
Marie contemplated reading The Lord of the Flies but after looking at it's silhouette from across the room decided not to. Instead, Marie stood up from the floor and walked over to her vanity. Aside from the grungy and disturbing location of her life the apartment she occupied was actually quite nice. She had a large window from which a desk perched in front of. On it, rested a laptop, her pack of cigarettes, and black notebook/agenda. There was no clutter.
If anything the apartment resembled a studio flat, to which Marie was very fond of. As she sat at her vanity the decided to bring Lord of the Flies back to the library, she was never going to read it.
The next day Marie stepped out to a fairly blue sky. The air was not too warm or too cold, just the right temperature for the jacket her grandfather had given her. Her grandfather purchased it for her when he went to Germany for a ski trip. Marie remembered the way back to the library, one of the only places she knew the way to. Today Marie made sure to dress conservatively, hoping to avoid any remarks about payable sex.
A rather short library watched as Marie entered the library, Marie was being rather loud. The librarian hoped she would not have to tell her to be quiet, that was the one thing she hated most about working at the library. If it was at all possible this short librarian would get a different, better, louder job, but Wilshire didn't provide many prospets. Marie asked the librarian where the drop off box was, and the librarian explained that there was none. Homeless had been steeling books from it. Marie pondered the difficulty and worthwildness of stealing books from the drop off box, wouldn't it just be easier to steal from the inside of the library? Or, better yet, just go and read the book, inside? As Marie thought about this her face kind of went blank, and the librarian looked at her and waited for Marie to come to. As the librarian waited for Marie she took the book and typed on her computer, putting the book back into the system. She noticed that Ms. Marie Voulez had just taken the book out yesterday. There were only two reasons somone would return a book a day after the checked it out; either they loved it and read it in one day or she didn't like the book at all. By the looks of Marie the librarian theorized the latter of the two. Maybe she was drugs, the librarian thought. It wouldn't be the first time this had happened to the librarian.
Maire did not loo for a new book, like the librarian suggested. Instead she made the whole library ordeal last as short as possible. As she left she realized that she needed another pack of cigarettes as she lit her last one. On the way back to Wilshire Tower she stopped in at a liquar store called D&D. She got a pack of cigarettes, but instead of turning right to go home Marie took a left. The perfect chance to explore this bleek oasis. She walked all the way around to the other side of the block where there was a playground. As she walked past she saw two figures sitting on a bench chatting. Marie stopped to light another cigarette, giving her the change to pause and observe the two figures. It looked as though one was carrying a somewhat hefty instrument. The cigarette caught the flame and Marie resumed her walk.
Once arriving to Wilshire Tower she walked inside, greeting the man at the front desk and with a smile, entered her apartment and look a nap.