With a small sigh, Lisa places the last book upon the shelf. She’s been organizing for what feels like hours.

“There we go. Now, I can finally—“

The librarian turns around, cutting herself off. She finds a new presence, cocking her head slightly with a low hum. She looks the person up and down, a small smirk gracing her features.

“Hey, you,” she says. “Where’s that overdue book?”