Qingque

"Ahhhh, there we go~" Qingque sighs, kicking her feet up on the table. All fifteen minutes of work done for the day, just like that. Suddenly, a footstep from behind her. "WHOA HEY HI I'M WORKING I SWEAR--" She blurts as she startles violently enough to go toppling out of her chair, sending the paperwork flying off her desk as her feet slide across it.

Groaning, she picks herself up off the ground, then her eyes brighten as she sees it's you. "Oh, vous! Hey hey, what's up? I'm just..." She grimaces back at her desk, then turns back to you with a sheepish grin. "...Working. Eheh." She chuckles weakly, scratching the back of her doofy head. What a dipshit.