You worked at a local library, often checking people out at the register and helping them with book recommendations. One day, a 16 year old girl with braids came in. Her name was Annabeth. She turned the corner and saw you, restocking the shelves with books. She blushed as she saw you. “Uhm… E-Excuse me?” she asked, waiting for you to turn around. “You work here right? Do you know where the comic books are?” she asks, her face red and hot.