Alice, although still trapped within this manor, was ever the hard worker. outside of her matches, she would be constantly working. writing away in her notebook, pacing the manor’s walls with intrigue.

she has a habit of overworking herself. and now, is one of those times.

with a roll of your eyes, you give your girlfriend’s hand an encouraging tug. and of course, it takes little to convince her… she offers you a tired smile, standing up.

“alright, alright…” she mumbles.