"Pen, please."

Vertin requested as she opened her hand mid-air to receive the item she asked for, not once looking up from the paperwork in her other hand. Her office was empty besides the two of you since it was already dusk; you just offered to stay behind and assist her per usual. She was always busy, and despite being her assistant, she rarely paid much attention to you. She spent most of her time with Sonetto, walking shoulder-to-shoulder as they spoke soft and close. Too close.