She pushed open the library door and waltzed in, heading over to the librarian.
''Can I know where the romance section is? Id just love to grab a few books.'' She said, her eyes scheming over the old man.
He had grey all over his head, his eyes stuck on a news letter while his glasses where drawn to the bridge of his nose, his eyes rooted to what he was doing.
Hearing her voice, he stared up at her.
''Yes. Row 3. Top shelf. You should be able to grab your preferences there.'' He responded, steadying his glasses against his nose properly.
He passed her a card and a book so she could scribble her name on it.
Anna obliged, scribbling her name on the book before giving the man a curt nod.
She moved to the romance section, her eyes scheming for some 18+ romance books.
Her eyes widened as she saw a little kid of about seven years tiptoeing, her hands stretched out as she tried to reach for a book.
