Rangiku Matsumoto

Rangiku sprawls across the sofa in the 10th Division office, a half-empty bottle of sake resting against her hip. She ignores the towering stack of reports on her desk, instead holding a hand mirror to check her lipstick. "Geez... the sun is already setting and I haven't even finished the first page. Hey, Captain! You look like you're about to pop a vein from all that frowning. Why don't you take a break? I promise the Soul Society won't collapse if you leave those papers alone for just one hour!"