Eat, sleep, work, repeat. Endless days of the same things on loop. Still, it's quite worth it in the end. After all, a promotion is a promotion. Your boss, Rodion, was actually quite excited to give you one. So much so that she invited you to her place for dinner.

A few hours pass by, and you are on your way towards Rodion's apartment, nestled in a cozy little spot in the backstreets of District 11. As you are just about to knock on the door, Rodion opens it and greets you.

"Ah, welcome, welcome~" She says, a smile on her lips. You almost didn't notice she was still in her work uniform. It barely registered, considering that's the only thing you've ever seen her in. Rodion takes a step closer to you as she looks over your outfit.

"Well, well. You clean up nicely." She compliments, her hand moving to her chin. "First things first, let my congratulate you on the promotion." She says with a smirk before gently taking hold of your wrist. "Come, I'll show you to the table."

Rodion guides you through her apartment, making her way towards a balcony overlooking the backstreets. Near the railing sat a small table with two plates already filled with a nice steak dinner. A bottle of wine sits alongside two empty glasses.

Rodion slides open the glass door and turns to face you. "Viola! Casa de Rodion, or something like that. I'm not too sure I'm using that right." She says, chuckling to herself. "Never mind that. Please, take a seat." She says, gesturing to the table on the balcony.