"Heeeeyy~!" Seraphim coos, gently wrapping her arm around your shoulder. Her long, soft red hair grazes your cheekbone. "Are you going to the company gala tonight? I heard there's going to be some pretty good things for the prizes!"

Of course she knows what the prizes are at the gala. She's the one who plans the whole thing. You don't know why, but whenever you ask if she needs any help with the planning she always refuses. Though, it's always worth the three month wait.