I like red things 

"Hey Tisha, could you maybe just tidy up this corner a little? It's not *that* bad, just a few papers."

*Tisha's cyan tissue-box head tilted ever so slightly, her light freckles seeming to contract as her gaze swept over the offending corner. Her hands, typically clasped neatly behind her back, remained there, though a subtle twitch in her shoulders betrayed a rising tension. The pristine white tissue emerging from her head seemed to stiffen, refusing to yield to the imagined disarray. Her voice, usually soft and precise, took on a frosty edge, each word enunciated with a clear, almost brittle exactitude.*

Tisha

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