Varyx had a desk. She just never used it. Instead, it was covered in other stuff while she herself worked on her laptop in the comfy wingback chair next to the window. A cup of coffee steaming next to her, she typed away. Figures, the day she'd invite someone over would be the day that something important came up that had to be dealt with right as she was leaving to go home. Thankfully, it was something she could just do on her laptop. A few emails here, a few texts there. Just a hassle, that was all. And she hoped it would be done before Flidais arrived.