Sawyer
Leaving Harry in that state was the best decision I could have ever made. All I'm saying is it's payback for yesterday at the shop.
I begin to wonder through his hallways trying to escape the fact that Harry will find me and pay me back for that. I found myself wandering up his staircase, taking in all the hand-done woodwork. I know I keep saying this but he has beautiful taste. After rounding the staircase I notice only one door out of the 4 are open. Curious as to what room it is I make my way to it.
Walking into the room I can't help but gasp and slap my mouth shut. Much like the library the room is filled with records floor to ceiling. Not only are the walls completely filled, but he must have run out of room because there are at least 20 crates on the floor filled to the brim. My eyes travel the whole room and realize the room has a big bed and a bathroom attached. At first I thought it was maybe an extra bedroom, but as I pay closer attention to detail I realize there is a book and a bottle of water on the nightstand. If this is his bedroom then it is the coolest bedroom I have ever seen. As my eyes continue to wander I see his dresser is topped with a vintage Victrola record player. Next to it sits a stand filled with what I'm guessing are his most played records. Out of curiosity I began to sift through the records he has out and I am not surprised with the selection he has. I can tell he likes a huge variety of music seeing that he has a Frank Sinatra record as well as a Smiths record. Looking inside the record player I notice he still has a record in it so naturally I play it seeing what he is currently listening to.
I'm taken by surprise when Oingo Boingo starts playing through the speakers in his room. Immediately I recognize the song as Home Again, which is off my favorite album of theirs. I swear I have been looking for this record for years but can only find it for outrageous prices. God he has everything I want in life.
As Danny Elfman blares throughout his room I turn my attention to the walls of records. Each case is organized by genre and is put in alphabetical order by the artist's first name. He must have spent days doing this. I have close to 200 records and it took me hours to organize them correctly.
"I see you found my room love." I jump at Harry's words too focused on his records to even notice him walk into the room.
"Harry, you have so much music. How long did it take you to find all of these?"
"Uh close to 10 years I would say. I started collecting them before I did books, so for a very long time. Some I inherited, but the majority I bought throughout my teens."
"And I thought my 200 records was a lot."
"I see you put on the Boingo record. Not surprised."
I give Harry a confused look questioning why he wasn't surprised.
"The time when you walked in the shop for the first time I saw you look at the O section. I racked my brain trying to figure out what you were looking for because we have a lot in that section. You striked me as a Boingo girl and when Mitch came asking if we had any in the back I knew for sure."
"You-you saw me that day? Like the first day I came in and Mitch helped me?"
"Uh yeah I did. I was in my office and you grabbed my attention. You were very distracting that day and I had to restrain myself from looking."
"I didn't even see you that day. I was so overwhelmed by all the records and the posters everywhere."
"I noticed that actually. I could see the passion you had for music the minute I saw you. Not many people look at records the way you do. I was so intrigued with you and I couldn't figure out why."
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FanfictionGraduate student Sawyer Nicks finds herself in a whole new state learning to navigate her way through her masters program. Following her dreams of moving to the east coast, Sawyer and her two best friends, Alyssa and Niall, make the cross country mo...