A library.

You remind her you're working part-time at a library not far from home and depart, not wishing to talk much more to her right now. You're still upset about the underwear prank. How could she cause you so much distress for her own enjoyment?

You're saddened that you have to walk everywhere since you have no car, but luckily, your workplace isn't far from here. Several minutes of walking pass and you already stand outside of the town's public library. Begrudgingly, you push open the door and step inside. It isn't a large library, because it isn't a large town, but there's still people walking up and down the aisles and sitting at tables with opened books.

You pat down your skirt and swallow. One wrong move and everybody will see.

"Oh. You're here," a voice says from the left. It came from behind the counter. Tracey Rutherford, your short-blonde-haired boss who, though she never talks about it, must be in her early thirties or late twenties.

You nod, and move around to behind the counter.

"Good to see you again, Jane. Do me a favour and run the desk for awhile. I need to step out for a bit. If you have any trouble, just call my cellphone. Alright?" She smiles.

You nod. Running the library is never difficult. There's a couple other people around that clean or stock. You just need to help people find things, and scan out books. Easy.

She soon departs, leaving you sitting on a stool behind an empty deck. It's a little boring, but this is exactly what you were hoping for. An entire month of this condition, though? You hope the whole month is this boring.

Eventually, a young boy and his friend walk up to the counter.

"Excuse me, miss, but can you help us?"

"Yeah," the second one says. "We need help down the aisle."

You take a deep breath, and awkwardly stroll around to follow behind them, watching for anything that could brush up your skirt. Though after this amount of time, your nerves are starting to relax. Perhaps the day will be nice after all.

The one points up the shelf with a frown. "We can't reach a book we want up there. You have a ladder, right?"