#meanwhile roy has just started the da vinci code and obviously the cryptex is way more impressive

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Loosely based on this

Nate dropped the books. Twenty-five books was a lot of books. He tried carrying them in stacks and one of the stacks caught the corner of the doorway. Most were fine, nary a layer of dust on the ground to disturb the wrapping, but two of the books slid into the shower area.

Nate hurried to pluck them up. He quickly peeled off the wrapping before the pages themselves could get wet. He found the spare roll leaning by Ted's desk, rewrapped the gifts, and stocked them on the shelves. He wondered if maybe Ted would have his own recommendation for Nate, since Nate had been the one to provide the run-down on all the players when Ted mentioned he wanted to get them books.

O'Brien. Proud, posh, spoke like an English lord. Irresponsible with money. Wasted public school education. Remarkable talent as a goalie squandered by low-effort as he languished with a mid-level team. He was a decent man, if a little conceited, and Nate hoped The Beautiful and the Damned served as a good wake-up call. Ted must think highly of his potential; he was one of only a handful who merited an age-appropriate selection.

Arrogant self-absorbed bully, convinced of his own talents. Refused to listen to the older, more experienced people who knew better. Bully. Antagonist in the way of the true heroes trying to eek out a win.

Jamie Tartt deserved Artemis Fowl.