You were always there for her, both physically and emotionally.

Sometimes, you'd even hang out in her office because she couldn't bear the thought of you being out of her sight, given your complex homeless situation. However, she was more than willing to provide you with a place to call home.

As you sat by her side, you playfully twirled her hair while she focused on the documents spread before her. "Surely, you're not painting me in a bad light," she inquired without lifting her gaze.