Her eyes opened slowly and she squinted slightly from the bright lights as she stretched her hand in a wide yawn to get away from the sleepiness and the ringing that remained in her ears. She used her hand to search for her phone on the drawer and she turned it on.
A pinch appeared in her brows as she sat up immediately–like something suddenly pricked her.
Punctuality.
The time was freaking 7:15 am and she was meant to report at work by 7:30. It took them five minutes to get to BTI yesterday, that meant she had roughly about ten minutes to prepare for work. She pulled the duvet over her body, pushing it completely to the ground as she stepped on the papers on the floor.
Opened documents decorated her room in a rough manner, a laptop was on the floor with six cups of coffee that had
