Cari, who, like always occupied the Library, was looking around the B section, humming to herself. She kept taking out books, reading the summary, sometimes clicking her tongue, sometimes nodding happily to herself and stacking the books on a free shelf. After a while she stopped stacking books and took them all in her hands. Praying, that she wouldn't hit anything, drop the books or trip on her own feet, she headed towards the couches, or at least she hoped she was going that way.