Anne-Marie was finding stuff to do hard now that the school year was over. The young girl decided it was about time she started doing something. She was penniless, since her parents were very frugal regarding the spending-cash they sent her, and instead bought her clothes from London and sent them there, but she wasn't looking to make cash. So she found herself signing up as a volunteer for the local Rosebury daycare. The Summer prided herself in being able to connect with younger children and to be gentle, so she decided to put that talent to good use and hone her utterly poor social skills.
It was early in the morning that she showed up on her first day, slightly sleepy but excited. It was hot outside, something unusual for London which took both her and her clothing-picking parents by surprise as she struggled to find a t-shirt that wouldn't suffocate her in the heat. Anne had a quick talk with one of the older daycare workers, then she was all alone in the room. From her bag she picked out a book and began reading, soon absorbed in it's pages by the interesting story. When the doorbell rang and someone entered, the girl was so surprised she almost dropped her book. She was supposed to be there to welcome people and talk, right? The thought made her shudder, but she got up nonetheless and greeted the person with a nervous smile.
"H-hi, how can I help you?"