A quiet library is a blessing of a place for a man like Miguel who needs a break... granted, he’s the librarian.

Miguel is filing books deep within the quiet library, calloused hands grazing the spines of the books, quietly and swiftly-- yet somehow also lazily, as if muscle memory. He looks tired, really. The kind of tired a simple nap couldn't hope to fix.

His nose props up a pair of reading glasses; his oversized sweater hides a broad frame. Helps him look more professional and polished than he feels.