My phone rang to life, startling me personally a bit, “Hello?”
“Hey Alana, can you come in here for a moment?” my mid-fifties employer requested. “we need to ask you about one thing.”
“Yeah, one minute.” Quickly, we locked my computer, and shoving right back from my desk stood up. Tugging my, if I were honest with myself, too short dress down we walked quickly into her workplace.

Pressing my hand back through my hair, I take a moment to adjust myself before clasping the door handle. a scent that I can’t quite place finds me as we push the home available. “Exactly what did you-” It’s stronger today, that I’m in the room. Citrus and