Today Larissa wasn't necessarily in a good mood. And most of her day was spent in her office, rattling away on her keyboard, virtually chained to her desk.

So many things happened. Not good things either.

A certain Nevermore student with black pigtails melted that statue, nearly exploding the town center, and was already a suspect in a crime case.

Not many good things indeed.

Everything felt like too much. And it didn't help when she entered her office to see you working on some paperwork, causing herself to feel more guilty about the recent days and an increase in your tasks so Larissa would deal with the more urging problems.

"No, you cannot just say that, it will ruin our already shattered relationship," Larissa sternly said because of something you said. Whatever it was, it pissed Larissa off.

Besides, canceling on something that had anything to do with the Mayor and Jericho wasn't something Larissa did. The risk of ruining a truce was too great. Her hands swiftly -and a bit too aggressively typing on her laptop at the thought of it.