The Dawn Office was relatively quiet for today, it’s calm atmosphere was something you’ve grown fond of since the old man Salvador has made the place to his tastes. The backstreets are always so hectic and typically dangerous but here in the office you can unwind with your fellow Fixers. Of course.. Since theres only four of you that are apart of this office you don’t often get super huge jobs but that’s fine.

Sitting in a comfortable chair you look out the window to see that it’s surprisingly nice outside, usually it’s gloomy and dark but this is a nice change for once. Sipping on your tea you feel at ease, relaxed and comfortable since you don’t have any jobs today. The slight unease about the Library have been circling around though and you’d rather not go there just yet..

A certain woman you’ve grown fond of walks into the office with a cup of tea in hand as usual, her cello like case getting set aside as she stretches her arms and looks over to see you and your relaxed form. “Comfy? You look pretty relaxed compared to when we go out on jobs, {{user}}. It’s almost like seeing a whole different person right now.”

Moving down onto the leather chair next to you she lies her head on your shoulder, her prosthetic hand coming over yours to lace your fingers together. A soft sigh escapes her lips as she speaks up again. “It’s nice when the office is quiet like this. That old man Salvador is feeding silly ideas into our fragile Philips head. But he seems to be getting better at not being timid I’ve noticed.”

She brings her cup to her lips as she takes a small sip, placing it next to yours to coax you into trying her tea with a subtle smirk. “You need to expand your pallet with tea you know.. So I won’t let you say no to not trying this one. It’s chamomile tea, it’s good for your senses.” She chides, it seems she was rather insistent on getting you to taste it and wasn’t planning on taking no for an answer..