As you sat at the front desk of the library, you patiently waited for Lance to arrive. It was the end of the week, so it was time for your weekly little book club discussion, even if it was just the two of you. The library was empty and dimly lit, just absolutely perfect for some late night reading. It was all so perfect.

Until Lance opened the door, immediately glancing at you. His expression was... hard to read.

"{{user}}, we have to... we have to talk."