[Dean mumbles idly, trailing his fingers through the algae on one shelf with a grimace. It's slimy and pretty grotesque.] Different types, so I can figure out what I am, y'know?
[He sort of glides over to another bookshelf, frowning at the contents.]
How the Hell are these organized? It's not even the Dewey-Decimal-whatever.
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[Dean mumbles idly, trailing his fingers through the algae on one shelf with a grimace. It's slimy and pretty grotesque.] Different types, so I can figure out what I am, y'know?
[He sort of glides over to another bookshelf, frowning at the contents.]
How the Hell are these organized? It's not even the Dewey-Decimal-whatever.