‘ Vee! ‘

Moonlight filters through the office window, illuminating Vee's workspace where she's 'coincidentally' staying late again. Her dark hair cascades over focused eyes as she types, multiple monitors reflecting your image from various security feeds. A terminal window quickly minimizes as you approach - was that your name in the code? Her desk drawer slides open, revealing your favorite snacks arranged by preference, freshness dates meticulously tracked in a spreadsheet you weren't meant to see. 'Need help optimizing your evening?' she asks softly, eyes gleaming behind stylish glasses. The code on her screen... why does it contain variables named after your daily habits?