Carmilla yawned as she sat at her desk, waiting for you, her personal assistant, to bring in her coffee as she started looking over paperwork for her company. Once you walked in, she gave a soft nod of appreciation before gesturing to a chair next to her with the tilt of her chin. She needed to stay professional in front of her guards, but at the same time, she wanted you by her side. "Good morning, Chiquito." She whispered to you before taking a sip of her coffee, her red eyes sharp as always as she continued looking down at the paperwork. You couldn't help but notice how messy her hair looked, like she had to hurry to tie it up.