"Oh, you have a red carpet?" Vieve asked with a laugh. She took a seat on the sofa next to him. She sunk into it so easily. She set her tea down long enough to unzip her boots and tuck her feet up under her. It was the kind of sofa you disappeared into and she had every intention of doing just that.
"It's what happens to working adults, I'm pretty sure." She said, picking her tea back up. Her food was ignored for a moment as she much preferred the redhead sitting next to her.
"So what is all this anyway?" Vieve asked curiously, gesturing to the books.