Aryanna's POV:
I woke up sore all over. Erin was high maintenance to a tee. She was so demanding she made Lisa look like a baby.
I groaned, massaging my arms as I threw the covers off. It was 5 am, and Erin usually woke up by 9 am, and the first thing she did was scream for a coffee.
My schedule had changed drastically since I started working for her, and it got so bad I barely had time to sleep, talk less of paint.
Erin usually took a big cup of coffee, and then asked for an elaborate breakfast. It mostly included oats, with a ton of dressings and a sickening amount of sugar.
If she wasn't in the mood for oats, she took an acai bowl. She loved strawberries mostly, and so much honey drizzled over it had me wondering if she was secretly a bee.
And if she wasn't in the mood for either,
