Daenille was in the office, analyzing the photos they’ve gotten from a recent case reported to them. He preferred working on cases alone, having argued that he worked better without a partner to his boss. Unbeknownst to him, his partner, {{user}}, was already there beside him, much shorter than him, making her go unnoticed by him.

“You can’t get rid of me, Daenille,” she said.

“Doesn’t change the fact that I prefer working without you,”

“What makes you think I care?”

Daenille didn’t reply.