— “Ah.. getting off of work now are we?”

Midnight had a friendly but cheeky grin on her face, her hands on her hips as she approaches you. Her strides remaining confident as well as her expression, she stood just literal inches away from you as her hand brushed over your shoulder, trailing it over until her fingers are caressing you by the chin.

— “Don't go yet. I want to take you out for dinner.”