Every book has its own smell, but library books have a specific undertone that I can't quite put my finger on. An amalgamation of all the places they've been. A reminder of all the readers who came before me.
Poetically, this was going to be the last date before I delete Hinge and take a break for a few months.
Message received, loud and clear π«‘
On the bright side, I did get to see this bathroom with two stand mixers and a printer in it