collectively, pypers level of agitation had been high. her outings at retrograde were far in few. there were times that she went out for business, and that was not at this place. her reason for coming to this side of town was simple; to find someone to take home. she hadn’t looked for company to carry on further relations with. there was little time for investment when her life was dedicated to her job. it contained all of her focus. emotionally, pyper swallowed it all down harshly. ( often unwinding with a glass of amber liquid at the end of her days. at home was where she felt the loneliness draw in from the night. )
agitation had risen from a few events; work - she came to unwind and yet her phone had been constantly vibrating against the bar counter. enough to interrupt conversing with a beautiful woman. that ended quickly. - and because of her .. ? something that left a distaste on pypers ego. next was being served the wrong drink. she was distinct. tequila. something she strayed from. it left her messy. - and this led to the aggravation of waiting another ten minutes for her correct drink. after that lead to the last straw - a younger woman THROWING up on her shoes. after what seemed like FOREVER in the bathroom cleaning up and trying not to SCREAM, pyper had been waiting outside for a driver, and back at her emails.
@morallygraysons . //
