"Did you want to be Bart's friend?" sh asked sympathetically. "I'm sorry. If you'd like, you can be my best friend!"
She grinned and glanced up at him, a slight smile on her face. "Oh, good. That makes it less awkward."
She grinned before turning to go into the room, watching where she stepped. The library was old and smelt of decay. Moths flew around the rooms, their large bodies flapping ungracefully. Bookshelves that reached up to the ceiling line the wall, and moldy, open books lay on the ground. Poppy wrinkled her nose. "It looks worse than the last time I was here."