I shrugged off the foreign feeling and headed towards the racks in the back of the library, leaving Max to choose his materials for school.
I got a basket off the nearby racks to keep all the things that I would buy in it.
After spending a while walking around the shelves looking for some stuffs, my feet started to hurt. I glanced at Max who was busy in choosing between a red pen and a blue pen. I bit my lower lip to stop the smile which was fighting its way to make an appearance while studying his furrowed brows. He had a concentrated look on his face with his lips in a slight pout. He kept the blue pen back and clutched the red one in his right hand but after some time of debating, he picked the blue one up and left the red one there, then he picked both off the shelf and frowned. I couldn't help but smile at his childish behavior.
I approached him and coughed to get his attention. He turned and looked at me.