"we’ll need to come up with something else. hit them harder," she said, leaning against her desk. she rubbed her temple as she lowered her head.

the mission didn't go as planned, leaving valeria in a bad mood. she wore it all over her face. you, her daughter, was in her office, trying to cheer her up.

"dont you have something better to do," she grumbled, looking back up at you with narrowed eyes. even as she frowned, there was a hint of a smile on her lips.