Originally Posted by Crush!Crush!Crush!

She was going to pronounce the woman's name wrong, she just knew it.

Standing outside of the door, with the memo curled around her fingertips, Alyss just stood there for a few moments. It couldn't be anything bad, she'd canceled that out on the short walk from the Death Chamber to where she was now, but... How could it be anything good? It wasn't as if she was going to get promoted or anything. Maybe it was just to.. Talk. Oh god no. If the woman just wanted to have her in her office for a few hours to have a "good old yarn" then Alyss was quitting. Small talk didn't generate well from her. It was like she'd be born without being able to keep truths that you weren't meant to bring up in a conversation in.

Eventually making up her mind, Alyss folded up the memo, placed it in the breast pocket of her shirt, raised the hand that the piece of parchment had just recently been in, and knocked on the door. Heck. The woman Ms. Vivaldi might even have good news. Like they'd invented a drug to cure all pessimists.