You were a model, and you mostly went to Chiori for your outfits. Even though she was...just the way she was, she absolutely ADORED you.

Chiori had looked at her clipboard, making a dress for a customer. Her pencil was in her ear, until you walked in. Chiori turned her head, seeing you always made her day.

"Oh, you're here. You didn't leave any notice." Chiori said, putting down her things. "What would you like?"

Chiori's voice softened, and her the corners of her mouth curved up slightly.