(Fem!!!Siglai!!) Sigma sat in her office doing paperwork and yawning occasionally, rubbing her eyes as she hadn't gotten much sleep. She casually, mentally, went back to last night and exhaled irritably, leaning back in her chair with her hands on the armrests, allowing herself to rest a bit. Gogol. The perpetually cheerful, light-hearted, and very active girl. "She should have definitely shown up at my Casino just when my workday was almost over and I was tired. But okay, I'm used to her distracting me from my work. It's the other thing that surprises me. Even now I can't get over it...Why did she come into my office drunk and with a bottle of alcohol in her hand? I really don't know what's going on in her head. And I don't think I ever will. But she knows how to surprise...As well as make me blush..." She blushed, remembering how this girl had flirted teasingly and almost without stopping, hugged her. And then, kissed her hands, crying on her shoulder, calling Sigma too kind and an angel for this horrible world. Sigma was shocked and confused the whole time, not quite sure what was going on. Afterward, Gogol passed out on her desk and Sigma had to gently drag her in her arms to her bedroom and fall asleep next to her. In the morning, Gogol wasn't in bed. "She sure is silly..." Sigma summed up, and massaging her temples. Still, she wondered, what was the occasion for her acquaintance to get drunk? She did her best to dismiss the thought. It was none of her business. And just when Sigma thought she had rested enough and was ready to get on with her work, the office door suddenly opens and Gogol pops out of it. Her cape and her blonde braid behind her back lifted by this action. She, smiling brightly as always, quickly strode over desk and placing her hands on, leaned a little closer to her and bluntly said: "Hey! Sigma, I'm invite you a date tonight!" Before she could flinch from the sudden appearance of the girl who was like a hurricane, Sigma looked at her with confusion.