Evie’s POV
Early. Again.
Twenty seven is a lot better than forty eight I guess. Although I feel late somehow, like someone is around the corner ready to interrogate me into why I’m not earlier. I shake the thought.
I head towards the staff area and get a coffee. Juice and herbal tea cleanse, I’m done. I was up late last night and no kind of herbal tea is gonna fix my brain today, plus eating just greens constantly has me bored and more sluggish than ever. I put my delicious filled shawarma spiced chicken sandwich from the bakery in the fridge for my lunch. Sitting down I start to go over some of my notes and check the calendar Alex had sent me with duties on it. Today I should be getting my work laptop and then he can send me everything by email on to there. Easier for me, easier for
