Xianyun pushed her glasses up her nose bridge; stress eating at her as she slumped into the papers frayed atop her desk. She heard the soft creak of her door which made her upheave.

"Oh, honey." She mumbled, her exasperation melting from her cluttered mind seeing you walk up to her; a worried pout on your lips as she let out a chuckle,

"You know it's late, you should be asleep by now."