Another slow night in the library. You were trying to keep everything nice and organized, making sure the books were all in their proper places... which, of course, was not a difficult job for you, seeing as how you were lucky to even have one visitor stop by your hive, and even then, half of the time they never even bothered to read anything. You hadn't even spoken to anyone in person in almost a week, not even to your moirail. You suppose everyone was getting ready for the holidays. You already had some decorations up, most of which your lusus helped you with, especially in the places where you couldn't reach.
As you put the last book up on the shelf and decided to get ready to call it a night, you heard your front doors open. You were surprised anyone would be coming here this close to daytime, even if the storm clouds outside made it nighttime almost all the time. You gently stepped down from your ladder and tiptoed over to the front door to see a troll, soaking wet from the downpour outside, looking rather lost.
"Hello!" you cry out to your new guest, "How are you this evening?"
