Hiromi Machiko @CalmLibrarian

"... Break time. Finally. Perhaps I could grab a hot chocolate..."

"... They need to bring in more books. You can only do so much people watching before you get bored..."

"... I've read so many books, I'm beginning to thing I've read everything within the library."

"Ah. Another day off. But what do I do? I imagine I still have some work I should be doing." "... First, I'll go out for coffee."

"... Another day comes to a close. At least I've read all the new books in the library, so I can answer any questions."

"How about we all stop with the needless arguing and move on...?"

"All I wanted was some hot chocolate..."

"... Is that supposed to be against those with glasses?"

"... People active and shouting at each other. The day I get off..." Sighing softly, she rested her head upon her hand.

-- Walk the dimly lit streets and head back to her apartment.

-- In the quiet, a voice seemed to speak to her. 'Hiromi; remain calm.' Exhaling through her nose slowly, she gave a nod, beginning to --

-- Bag cover her shoulder. Walking alone in the night was never exactly relieving; hearing all of the horror stories from the media. Yet, --

It was late. Terribly late. Yet Hiromi had only just emerged from the library. She turned and shut the door, locking it, and pulled her --

-- Watched the busy lives of others, her other hand drumming against the surface.

-- The outside filled with inspiration and possible hot chocolates. Thus, resting her chin softly on the back of her hand, she quietly --

-- Her like a ton of bricks. Fridays were a joyful day for most, but not so much for her; Friday was no break day, meaning no escape to --

-- Within the books she's read. Yet, it was always the same, and if she ever tried to take the time to draw, her boss would come down on --

A small sigh; another quiet day. Again, she wasn't complaining, however sometimes one would wish they were having the same adventures --

Heading to work, oblivious to those around her due to jazz blasting out her headphones, running a hand through her short black bangs.

-- Own book to read; "The Age of Innocence", with a fingertip turning the next page for her to read whilst she wasn't exactly "needed".