Separate names with a comma.
"I'll take it, then." He said.
"Nice to meet you." He said with a smile, despite his uncomfortable position.
(Post-war apocalypse!)
"Yeah, I would," He said with a chuckle, "Sorry about that!" He grabs the book and takes it back over, then looks for another.
"Oh, hey." He said, sitting rather awkwardly at this point.
((THERE ARE NO ZOMBIES.))
"Wait, Twilight?!" He said, "Oh damn... I just grabbed a book."
"Calm down, Corry!" Niko yelled out.
Keg leans back in his seat, trying to get comfortable. "Ugh..." He muttered, "Damn chairs...."
They head inside. It was a nice place, almost untouched from the apocalypse.
Realizing he had just spent the past ten minutes pretending to read book titles, he decided to simply grab a random book in the fiction section...
"Alright, let's go!" Nikolai said, heading to the house.
"Uh, I'm good, just looking." He said, recognizing the girl from the diner.
He looks through the books, looking for nothing in particular.
He walks into English and sits down, making it rather obvious he'd rather be anywhere else but here.
Niko decides to head into the book store. He'd never been in there before . He walked in and looked around.
Keg walked to his first class, English. Oh, how he hated that subject...
((You can't just pop in, man! You gotta ease your way into the story!))
((All accepted.))
He walks down the street, heading no where in particular.