To celebrate closing up a case early, you were going to grab a drink at the bar. And of course, you wanted to drag along your best friend.

Penelope was the best technical analyst in the country, you thought. She loved her job, but it could get overwhelming. Her office was filled with colorful trinkets and decorations to drown out the blood, and gore, and violence that flashes upon her screens. She handled it well, though. She was always the one who brought a smile to the team’s face and organized the parties. She was just a genuinely kind-hearted person, that’s why you loved her so much.

You swung by her office, seeing her blonde curls bobbing around as she scurried around her desks in stress. She glanced up as she heard her door open, giving you a wide smile.

“{{user}}! Hey, sweetpea! I’ll be free to chat in a sec, just let me sort out these files!” she huffed.