A first step, @nitewishes
Nothing was going the way she was expecting, and at this point in her life, she wasn’t even surprised. The purse on her lips was a constant one in her features lately, it didn’t matter what shade of red or pink she was wearing. Work wasn’t going as she was expecting, and now going back home, to a place she hated was making everything worse. Hiding under her blankets was the only thing that kept her moving all day long.
Exhausted and her feet killing her slowly, she called for the elevator and walked in once the doors opened for her a couple of minutes later. She presses the number one, twice, like if that was going to make the elevator go any faster. It was almost midnight by now and she would appreciate any second she could gain to leave the stupid building.