Get some help

With a person’s health at risk, it’s best not to take chances with your memory. You decide you’d better get some help. You look around and see the sign for the Reference Desk. There is no one there, but you approach it and stand there, waiting for assistance. You don’t have to wait long.

“May I help you?”

You turn in the direction of the voice and are momentarily speechless. You are looking at the same redhead whose picture was on the computer screen just a short time earlier. A glance down at the nametag on her ample breast confirmed you were looking at Veronica — the same girl who was about to become your newest suitemate. She is also the one, ironically, whose medication swap caused you to come here to the library in the first place.

“Um, hi,” you stutter, trying to regain your composure. Veronica smiles, “You’re new here, aren’t you?” she asks.

"That's right. My name is Connor," you say, extending your hand. "I'm doing a bit of research and am trying to find the right section."

"I can help you with that," she says. "What are you trying to research?"

You hesitate, wondering if it would be wise to tell her.