Time & Date: 02/28/2015
Location: Library (Seoul, South Korea)
The women wasnât yet use to having the day off from the squad, it almost felt unatural to be doing anything other than sorting through paperwork or doing field work. Lately however it was brought to her attention that she might be a little out of touch with the world outside the office, therefore she decided to make the effort to take the week off. It was rather difficult coming up with ideas on how to fill the missing spaces of time, she wasnât the worldâs boriest person but she did really lack that certain socialabilty quality or natural desire of wanting excitement in her life.
                                             Twenty Minutes Later
She found herself at the back of the library that she usually went to for research purposes but somehow managed to restrict herself to the fiction section, drained and ready to go home. Her basket wasnât as full as it usually was mainly due to the fact that she had struggled to find to find a specific author or genre to suit her interest and the whole âhaving to walk home because driving is terrifying and the bus system is confusingâ also played a heavy factor in her decision. Heading down toward the front desk to check out her findings her attention was drawn to an individual surrounded by a stack of fallen books, in the aisle ahead. At first she thought it to brush it off that they were simply messy but upon closer inspection it was clear to her what had happened, they had probably reached for something but unfortunately everything else came down with it. Putting her basket aside she made the decision to approach them and see if she could be of any help, it wouldnât hurt to see if they were alright and she the staff would be less than thrilled about the mess.       Â
                     âExcuse meâŚdo you needâ-waitâŚyouâre bleeding really bad from your nose, Iâm not a doctor or anything but I think itâs brokenâŚitâs getting purpleâ
