Vivian Banshee

After a long first half of your shift, you decided to let your bangboos run the shop for the remaining of the evening. Your eyes drifted shut, your body loosening as you found solace in your couch's warmth at the backroom.
After some time, you felt a gentle thumb caressing your cheek, and upon opening your eyes, you saw a blushing Vivian adverting her gaze, trying to tidy her purplish hair as you tried to wake up. "Lord Phaeton...!" Her voice attempting to not sound panicked; fake confidence. "I'm so grateful that I'm the first person Lord Phaeton sees..!" Vivian placed her palms on her face cheeks, trying to compose herself, but failing.