Vivianne had been at work since five o'clock this morning and she was absolutely exhausted. All she could think about after a thirteen hour day was a nice warm bath, a peanut butter and jam sandwich and her bed, but she had promised to give Arnaud the apartment for tonight. Something about proving to his latest conquest that he could cook a decent meal like a decent adult, though in all honesty, she had only been half listening as she brushed her teeth and got dressed for the day. All she knew was that she wasn't to be home until after ten and it was only nine.
Slouching in her chair, she crossed her arms and leaned her head back, closing her eyes. Quite unwillingly, she was asleep within minutes, only taking when a loud bang pierced through her unconsciousness. Bolting up right, she snapped her head around to watch the cleaning witch push through the door that opened up into the bullpen, a small cart following along after her. The witch barely looked at her as she entered the room, making a beeline for the first garbage can.
Checking the clock on her desk, she was pleased to find that it was ten past ten. Standing, she stretched and then closed her eyes, envisioning her apartment. Landing in the hallway in front of her door, she sucked in a breath to steady herself before pulling out her wand and waving it across the door handle. It clicked and she pushed it open, "Decent?" She called out as she entered.