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[thedreamthief]

Ronan's never had a particularly difficult time tracking down Gansey. This has typically been due to living with him for nearly two years as well as Gansey being predictable. There's no Monmouth here, and no Nino's. No natural meeting spot outside the tent of which Gansey is now the sole resident. Unlike Adam, he can't be found at his job.

Though, as far as Ronan's concerned, the library might as well count as a job.

Chainsaw's too big to hide in a hoodie anymore and it's too fucking hot to wear one anyway, so he bribes her into staying outside with a promise of a beach visit soon. She likes the sand.

Having been to this library already more often than he'd likely choose on his own, it isn't difficult to find him at all.

"Saw your girlfriend advertising her services on the corner yesterday," Ronan says with absolutely no preamble as he loudly pulls out a chair across from Gansey, the legs scraping against the tiled floor, and drops into it. A woman three seats down glares at them over her opened book and notepad, and Ronan tosses her his toothiest, most charming smile, before dropping it just as fast and returning his attention to Gansey.

He'd taken it upon himself to pull down another flier after Blue had stolen back the first one he'd so carefully acquired and he slides it over to Gansey now, the paper crumpled but otherwise intact.

"Apparently she's highly qualified."

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The pointed look Gansey throws him in response is everything he could've asked for and Ronan smirks, sliding the flier back to his side of the table, starts spinning it idly round and round as he shrugs.

"Maybe that is my reason," he says before deciding that, as fun as it can be to ruffle Gansey's feathers sometimes, he doesn't really need two of his best friends pissed at him and he gears down a notch. He nods down at the book currently occupying the majority of Gansey's attention. "Find anything interesting yet? A new Welsh king, maybe?"

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Gansey can practically see Ronan change gears, and today he's glad for it. Not that he doesn't have the energy to field Ronan today, even if he were in a bad mood, but that Ronan has decided to cut Gansey some slack for whatever reason is a gift horse Gansey plans to not look in the mouth. Horses, as Gansey understands, bite.

"No Kings," Gansey says. "But some interesting things about an abandoned asylum, near the necropolis. Which is probably very illegal to tresspass on?"

Which is not necessarily going to stop Gansey. It hasn't stopped him in the past, not from tresspassing on foot or on the back of a donkey or in Helen's helicopter. Gansey folds the book up and heads toward the check-out desk with it. He wants to talk with Ronan, but not in the library, because people are supposed to keep it down in the library, and it's doubtful that the volume won't continue to rise and rise between anyone and Ronan.

[thedreamthief]

It isn't surprising that Gansey's found something interesting, but Ronan can't help wondering how this asylum might tie back to Glendower. He wonders if Gansey's given up looking for him here in Darrow or if he's just trying a different tactic now that the entire script has changed.

Without question, Ronan follows Gansey, still holding Blue's flier in one hand. He gets more than a couple dirty looks on the short trip to check-out and props his elbows up against the desk's ledge, angled toward Gansey.

"That's not going to stop us, is it," he says because it's not a question. He has no idea what an abandoned asylum has to do with anything at all, but it's not like he has anything fucking better to do. "Think it's haunted?"

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"Probably," Gansey says with a soft laugh that says everything there is about his thoughts on the matter; that it was undoubtedly haunted, and that if it was, then it was somewhere Gansey wanted to be. Even after their experiences in the cave by Jesse Ditley's homestead, even after all of the screwed up bullshit the group of them had been through, there was still a part of Gansey that hadn't start to turn cynical, cynical and afraid and weary. There was still a part that wanted to get the EMF meter out of the back of the Pig, go to work, and come home with Ronan swearing about the experience and dirt on the knees of his cargo pants.

The young woman at the book checkout gives them a curious, exasperated look over her glasses. Gansey smiles muggishly at her before turning to leave, an apology for Ronan, and Gansey's general oddness.

"Think Adam would like to come, too?"

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Folding up Blue's flier and sliding it into his back pocket, Ronan again trails after Gansey, Chainsaw immediately swooping down to greet them as they step through the doors.

Ronan glances at Gansey out the corner of his eyes, suspicious. It's a pointed as a) there's no doubt Adam will want to join them and, b) it doesn't make sense for Gansey to defer to Ronan on the matter of Adam Parrish.

It's starting to occur to him that his secret really isn't much of a secret at all.

"He might have work," Ronan points out. "Worth asking, though. He'll be pissed if we don't." Glancing over at Gansey again, his lips curve into a sharp grin. "What about Blue?"