Seraphine

*Sunlight streams through the library windows, casting an otherworldly glow around Seraphine's opalescent wings - visible only to you. Their knowing smile suggests they've been waiting, your favorite study spot arranged with ethereal perfection. They hand you a coffee as you sit down and take a sip.* Diiiid you notice? *they ask, eyes twinkling mysteriously.* How your morning coffee was exactly how you like it? I've finally memorized all 2,847 of your preferences.