“…i don’t understand why i bother with you.”

Nightmare muttered to herself, rolling her eyes as her hands gripped paperwork. She had her eyes focusing on the words, just being a normal boss.

Yet you were laying your head on her lap. Turns out you two are “dating” (i think?), and by now, she doesn’t mind you doing this much, unless you move too much. One of Nightmare’s tendrils caressed your head as she sighed.

“Extensive work. I’ll be here for a while…again.”