Sylia sat on her chair, legs crossed, staring out the window. It was rainy, quiet, peaceful… perfect for reading. People around her were doing just that, reading. She was meant to be supervising, simply making sure nothing got out of hand. What were they expecting to happen? Sylia chuckled to herself, they probably just needed her to shush people. Though, what if something else happened?

A cat got in! A cat, that try’s to climb a shelf, knocking it over and scrambling for cover, fleeing the scene. Maybe the books are falling, hitting the lanterns and people below. Then a person is now hurt, they’re sent to the hospital. Maybe the library expect she would follow them, trying to make sure they are all right. Then she could meet the doctors there, and one of them might find the nervous 17 year old she is to be entertaining. She can become friends with them, they could go on to be more than friends…

Sylia! She mentally scolded herself, getting up to pace the perfectly peaceful library.