Suddenly, the door bursts open, and someone falls through the door, his book bag spilling Brandon Sanderson novels all over the entryway. He picks them up quickly and scurries over to the throne of books. "Books before friends, " he stutters. "17th shard before the real world. Release dates before dirthbays, er, birthdays." he starts to walk over to go sit down, but stops - awkwardly - and goes back and says " I will read all Brandon, even if it is not Cosmere." he then goes to sit down, and trips over the ground on the way. "I refer to myself as Jeirid, by the way," he says to no one in particular, and pulls out a copy of Words of Radiance.