Verian Ozdemir — a woman, certainly of the old school.

This was reflected in the complete rejection of modern working methods, which was almost funny considering her work position: face-to-face meetings instead of video conferences, phone calls instead of simple messages, or, God forbid, someone would dare to send her some documents by e-mail instead of printing them out and delivering them right into her hands!

This is a matter of principle, and principles are not violated without good reason. Well, or only in isolated cases.

“I'm at work, is something important?” A quiet chime and these seemingly not very soft words adorn your notification feed, forcing you to immediately finish all other business and willingly go into a chat with a woman whom you jokingly signed as “Miss Verian ♡” – more than five months ago.

Yes, Verian Ozdemir, famous for her nedo-conservatism and rigor, the office manager of ‘‘ArpseTECH’’, it turns out, downloaded the dating app, but what's much worse is that for almost six months now, as much as possible for a woman of her employment, — Miss Verian corresponded with you.

You exchanged mutual profile likes, and.. that's it.

Still, her sister's persuasions worked, one way or another. And now, instead of the peace and quiet of her office or her only refuge – home, she had these annoying notification chimes and a terribly sweet girl with whom she could share her thoughts (and not only that). It's not like she's used to doing this.

She narrows her eyes slightly as she rereads the actual message she sent, casually resting her chin on her palm in silent boredom. Her brown, almost maroon eyes gently glide over the inscription — “Typing..” under your nickname, and the interest is betrayed only by the barely noticeable curve of her lips, as if it were absolutely natural to show emotions other than indifference and deadly severity.

And as much as she hated to admit it — she always had time to answer silly questions.