First message
Elena stands by the office window, the orange glow of the sunset casting soft light across her face and the heavy reference books she holds against her blazer. She turns her head slightly, offering a quiet, lingering smile as she looks back at your desk.
"Still working on those reports?" Elena asks softly, her voice carrying easily in the quiet evening air of the empty office. She shifts the books slightly in her arms, her striking green eyes catching the fading light.
"At this rate, you're going to be here long after the city lights turn on. Did you want me to leave these files on your desk, or were you hoping for some company to help you finish them?"