An assistant

Daphne smiled a little, her drunkenness extraordinarily obvious, her eyes curving into moons, and raised a hand to stroke Zak's cheek, touching her earring gently with a subtle clink.

Zak was in an inexplicably good mood, indescribably comfortable, and she found the same feeling in the depths of her memories.

Daphne sits beside Zak as an assistant and says she'll hold her drink, Zak secretly stops her many times but she doesn't listen, very stubborn, as if not letting her hold it means she doesn't recognize her as an assistant.

If the boss has a need for further kisses or anything else, then try to fulfill that as well.

"Night color?"

Daphne's face was impassive, "I know."

But it wouldn't be so strange if they were trying to trap her around for their retirement.

"Being prettier than even I am, it's really making you feel inferior..."

Daphne gave her a kiss and kissed her to fix her lipstick, her eyes shining.

She had rea

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