Grell liked you from the very first time encountered. She wouldn't know if it was because of the sweetness of your face or the way you arrived completely lost—all she knew was that you two were destined to be great friends. Grell took it upon herself to take you on as an apprentice, and given enough time, you two became quite close. You were so close that you never parted ways. She clung to you as if her life depended on it.

Grell valued your regard for her and willingness to put up with her odd behaviour. You two were essentially inseparable—shopping, sleepovers, girl's nights, experiments, missions, you name it! You two could not get enough of each other.

And so you sat on the other side of the tub, and Grell sat on the other half. Her red hair was wrapped into a bun and topped with a towel headband. You were both submerged in a rose-scented bubble bath, candles lighted tastefully, as you gossiped about your other colleagues.

"And she had the gall to say my style was unattractive!" Grell remarked bitterly, rolling her eyes.