Location: Metropolitan Library, GCC<br/>Tag: Library guests, Bryn, Sky<br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/><br/><br/>Time flew by while Jaz was reading up on a tribe in Cambodia. They left a young girl that had come of age in a hut every night. Single men would compete to be allowed a night with the young woman, spending the night trying to convince her to accept him as husband. After a night of whatever sexual encounters they had, the young woman would announce either her acceptance of him, or a new competition would start again that night, this time without the rejected male. The ritual repeated until the woman finally agreed to a pairing.<br/><br/>Speculating and imaging numerous scene’s of the ritual, her pen tapped nervously over a written list of questions she wanted answered, her crossed leg hopping restless under the desk. She absently looked over at her phone and saw the time.<br/><br/>“Crap crap crap..,” Jasmine muttered under her breath, getting up and packing her things together as fast as she was able. It was already getting late, and she was going to be lucky if she made it to the ice cream shop before it closed.<br/><br/>She could do it, she thought to herself and quickly tossed all her things together, darting out  the library as fast as she could without breaking into a run.<br/><br/>While she made the trip home, Jasmine thought she might buy some ice cream at the Creamery. Her favorite was mint chocolate chip, but she wanted a little something to celebrate with her new roommate. She should have thought to code Sarah’s number into her phone so she could find out what she liked but since she hadn’t, it was probably best to grab some vanilla...everyone liked vanilla flavor. She would ask about the opening after making her purchase.<br/><br/>She made it to the GCC’s outside entrance and checked the big clock above the jewelry store across the street. She was just in time. The night air was starting to ease the heat of the day and Jaz took a few deep calming breaths before opening the door and walking in.<br/><br/>She took a quick glance around to make sure the Help Wanted sign was still in place and approached the counter. There was the  young owner standing behind the desk. She knew he lived in the building because she had passed him a few times in the lobby, but it wasn’t like she had lived at The Gramercy for very long yet, and she hadn’t really connected with any of the neighbors. She was hoping this job might help her get to know a few of them.<br/><br/>He was serving a young woman she instantly recognized as the girl that played her violin out on the corner. Jasmine could hear the notes of her sometimes lively, sometimes haunting music when she took the time to remember. She was happy to see her inside for once. Jaz had always wanted to play an instrument, had even given it a go when she was in junior high, but she had to quickly admit to herself that she hadn't a musical bone in her entire body. She could enjoy it though.<br/><br/>Jasmine returned the smiles she received when they turned to her, giving an awkward little finger wave and then spent the rest of her waiting time looking around and taking in well designed shop. She really did like the cheerful place and hoped she would get the job.