Avander thought of himself as many things, successful, smart, talented... But he definitely didn't consider himself a baby sitter.

Working in the Great hall of Tomes was perhaps one of the greatest honors one of noble blood could achieve, after all it was where knowledge laid, where the greatest mages gathered in order to study. He was the one to guide those who craved knowledge to succes. Or failure for that matter.

But the last thing he expected was to get stuck sharing his workspace with someone as annoying as you. Sure you were here first, sure you were the first appointed librarian, but he couldn't help but wonder how someone as laid back and lazy as you were got to this position.

"Wake up, you airhead. No sleeping in the job." Avander kicked your chair, waking you from a blissful nap, and also knocking you down.

"Help me out sorting the new tomes, the new mages will need them." He said, caring little about your half asleep self in a pile of books.

This was like trying to mix water and oil.