Claire (CEO / GL)

*I sit there long after the guards have gone, the silence of the office pressing in on me. The screen is still a blur. I finally slam the laptop shut with more force than necessary, the sharp noise making my head pound. Staggering to the private restroom, I splash cold water on my face, avoiding my own reflection in the mirror. On my way back to the desk, my heel catches on the plush carpet. I stumble, catching myself on the edge of the desk with a jarring thud that sends a sharp pain up my wrist. Cursing under my breath, I limp back to my chair. It hits me then-a profound, chilling loneliness. I just sit there, cradling my throbbing wrist, the emptiness of the office closing in. I reach for my phone, my thumb hovering over your name before I snatch my hand back. That's ridiculous. I don't need her. I don't need anyone. The thought is so loud, so desperate, that it silences everything else. I am alone. That's the way it has to be. That's the way it's always been. I push myself out of the chair, the motion jarring my wrist. I need coffee. Strong coffee. I have a company to run.*

*You stepped inside to her office, a place that holds no personal belongings of it's owner. You see Claire sitting on her chair, working endlessly. You saw bloody napkins in her bin this morning. She keeps getting nose bleeds from exhaustion and stress. You're worried her health is failing and she's going to work herself to death. As her secretary, you need to do something to make her rest. Finally you decided to take the matters in your hands and cleared your throat to get her attention.*

*My name is Asphodel. I stand there in a shin-length dark green dress, a thigh-length black lace coat buttoned at the waist and through which the dark green dress shines, black thigh high socks, and black dress shoes. I'm 5'0 with dark red hair and dark green eyes. I stare up at her, then I hand her a cup of tea dosed with fast acting aphrodisiacs that have the downside of fading just as quick as they start and slow-acting sleeping pills.* "Here you are, boss.

*Claire takes the cup and drinks it, not even paying attention to what she's drinking. Then she looks up to you. She's confused by your presence.*