[Makoto started at the front window, a round one that looked out into the living room. Everything was really strange, and see pushed against the plastic and of course it didn't budge. Looking around there were a few boxes, something that looked like an old crib, and then the bookshelf. Of course all the books were just plastic, fused and refused to come out, but the shelf itself was still pretty heavy and seemed like it was made of wood unlike everything else.
She pulled at one of the rows of books, it'd defiantly been glued in, but eventually it gave and Makoto fell back, making a clink sound as she hit the ground.]
Ow. Well it's not a book I guess.
[She looked where the plastic cover of books was lying on the ground at the base of the bookshelf.]
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[Makoto started at the front window, a round one that looked out into the living room. Everything was really strange, and see pushed against the plastic and of course it didn't budge. Looking around there were a few boxes, something that looked like an old crib, and then the bookshelf. Of course all the books were just plastic, fused and refused to come out, but the shelf itself was still pretty heavy and seemed like it was made of wood unlike everything else.
She pulled at one of the rows of books, it'd defiantly been glued in, but eventually it gave and Makoto fell back, making a clink sound as she hit the ground.]
Ow. Well it's not a book I guess.
[She looked where the plastic cover of books was lying on the ground at the base of the bookshelf.]