Heather took a sip of her drink and then took a piece of her muffin. Finishing up her work, she contacted her work and listened to her boss explain about what cases he wanted her to work on. Once she got off the phone, she check her emails to see the link her boss sent over.
Heather sighed softly and knew she had her work cut out for her,
but she was okay with doing all that for her work. The young woman scanned through the stuff and read the little notes on the side, of what her boss wanted her to fix. Once she looked over the e-mails, Heather puffed out her cheeks and ran a hand through her different color hair, and decided to go grab another drink.
The young woman stood up, tucked away her phone and tossed away her empty drink and other trash. Heather stepped inside the air conditioned building and a soft sigh of relief when she felt the cool air touch her slightly warm skin. She stood in line, waiting for her turn to order. Her blue eyes scanned around her, hoping to find an open spot in the cool building. She frowned slightly when she didn't see one, but her face changed expressions when she saw someone leave a booth near two guys.
Tucking a piece of hair behind her ear, Heather saw it was her turn to order her drink. Once she finished ordering, she moved away and waited for her drink. Couple minutes later, she got her frappichino,
and went over to the open spot she found. As she made her way over to the seat, someone bumped into her, causing her drink to go all over her. Heather cursed under her breath and looked down at her now ruined shirt and watched the person walk away.