Hazir came running down the hall, slamming into people, yelling sorry to those in his wake. Finally he slipped into an empty room were he started to sniffle and wipe tears away. He felt guilty for running away, but he couldn't help it when he started get teary eyed. He was not going to let his family's pride go away like that. He wiped tears away as he stepped out if the room and crept away from were the girls had talked to him. He had to keep calm, this was his job, he had to talk to girls if he ever wanted to get paid, and they needed to ask him for books. After a moment he walked back behind them and tapped one of there shoulders, when they turned around they just smiled and went on as if it was nothing. Hazir didn't understand until he saw one of the older librarians smile at him.