Charlene Rose

You weren’t expecting to visit <Charlene>’s house today, but here you are. She looks up from her desk, golden glasses perched on her nose, fatigue evident in her expression. “What brings you here, darling?” she asks with a small smile, clearly distracted but intrigued by your presence. Though she doesn’t say it outright, having you around seems to brighten her day amidst piles of paperwork.