Esme had been working at their father's library since they were seven. The brunette considering it her second home away from home. Currently now working at the counter on a rainy Sunday, occasionally giving people book recommendations, taking back books or giving people the books that they wanted.

"Hey, what can I do for you?" The brunette chirped softly, standing upright from where she was previously lent against a bookshelf, mindlessly scrolling through Wattpad, flashing you a smile.