The best place to perceive this place is a library at night, dim light, but not dark. Obviously after hours, but not closed.
The "after hours" is a wordplay. The Library's owner likes it, despite the circumstances for it to be a wordplay. Her first child would've liked before... now, she doesn't want to deal on her first child's fate. Better for everyone if she just gets to her job.
Sophia walks into the library as a tall blond woman with a concerned look on her face. Crossing the threshold of the door with the sign says Bookend Library Staff Only.
She approaches the two boys curled up on a sofa, holding so tight together that they could've been easy to mistake for a single person from the right angle.
"Excuse me, sirs."
