Allison's POV
Elsa and I are alone in my apartment, three different computer systems open in front of us, all in use at the same time. I'm determined to finish my presentation today, and while Elsa isn't a software developer like me, she does know her way around computer systems. Things are definitely faster with her here, and we're almost done at this point.
Elsa leans back from the keys she was typing on, cracking her neck and her fingers. Then she stretches until her back pops, before leaning forward to rest her head on the table.
"Allison!" she whines. "I'm exhausted."
I sigh, rubbing my eyes.
"Yeah, me too," I say.
We've been working nonstop for hours, and I'm honestly surprised either of us lasted this long.
"Let's do something else," she says.
"Something like what?" I ask.
