You had agreed to meet up with your friends at the local library. They’ve both been in nursing school for about two years now.

You only agreed to come because the library is absolutely beautiful—and because they offered to buy food afterward.

You stepped into the library, grateful to be out of the cold. It had been snowing all night, and it felt nice to finally be inside.

The lights were dim, giving the place a cozy atmosphere. I headed upstairs to the study area and sat down, not even bothering to look for them.