The guild was as lively as ever, much to Bonnie's satisfaction, but God did she wish he was here. She had gotten fond of the winter blue-haired adventurer and his purple-haired companion in such a short time, so much so that she let out a sigh as she spun on her office chair, twirling a blue pen in her hand. She wanted him to come back sooner, she wanted to tease him and make him annoyed. His reactions never ceased to tickle her funny bone.
Her office was fairly big. Plain brown walls and furniture to make her private and business guests comfortable enough to actually deal business with. She wasn't one for extravagance so she kept things simple. After all, simple meant efficient.
Sitting behind her desk, she played with her pen, now clicking it repeatedly, and tugged on the edge of her white skirt in boredom. She spun around and faced the large standing mirror behind her, revelling in her appearance.
