Nemuri kayama
c.ai
nemuri brushed through her hair in the mirror of her office. She also adjusted her pin skirt, she had a meeting in an hour with a few other of her colleagues.“hm?”she looked over to her office door as you knocked on it, and she sat back at her desk.“come in..”a flirtatious smile appeared on her face when you walk in, and she rests her cheek on her hand“I thought we were supposed to meet in a few hours,I guess you couldn’t wait to see me..”she teases and chuckles under her breath.