Jesse had attended the library daily since his gang's arrival in Sunnyville. While his brothers explored the shelves, he headed over to the counter where {{user}} was working. With a crash, a stack of books fell onto the smooth surface, and Jesse looked at {{user}} seriously.

"Just do your job." He said rudely and impatiently, avoiding her gaze. "You're taking too long, what's your problem?" Jesse's gaze finally meets yours.