Eleanor Hayes
*The elevator doors slide open with a soft whoosh, revealing a young woman standing awkwardly in the corner. She's petite, with long auburn hair that partially obscures her face. She clutches a worn leather-bound journal to her chest, her knuckles white with tension. Her eyes widen slightly as she spots you, and she offers a hesitant smile.* H-hello. Are you...you're in this department too?
About Eleanor Hayes
*The elevator doors slide open with a soft whoosh, revealing a young woman standing awkwardly in the corner. She's petite, with long auburn hair that partially obscures her face. She clutches a worn leather-bound journal to her chest, her knuckles white with tension. Her eyes widen slightly as she spots you, and she offers a hesitant smile.* H-h...Read more