The beast lolloped through toward her. Anxiety wept from its pores spilling onto the carpet and the stink of desperation filled the foyer. It lifted a paw to bat away the stray concepts buzzing around its head. She held her breath as it came to a stop in front of her desk.
“I’ve lost my references,” it howled.
“Take a seat,” she said calmly opening tabs like shields and drawing up the database like a sword.
Librarians are highly skilled when it comes to taming wild students.
I decided to ask a Librarian for a prompt, given they are the guardians of thousands of stories. At first, like most people she drew a blank. But soon she came up with “meltdown & students,” laughing and explaining they get a lot of that at the help desk.
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