Iris J. Smith
Gender: Female Age: 23 Location: Employee Lounge Tags: Sterling
Iris was holding her cup of coffee close, dreading the moment that she ran out. It was burnt, but it kept her going. She had allowed herself to space out completely when someone sat beside her; and Sterlings faaar to chipper voice snapped her back to reality. She glanced over at him, her expression less than amused. "I feel like I got hit by a truck" She grumbled, taking another sip of her coffee. She had a way of glaring at everything and everyone; not mad at them but situationally, and unable to mute it. She had had a long night- not one of her smartest choices, by any means, partying before her first day of work- and it showed more than she would have liked it to.
She pulled herself from her thoughts again, pushing her hair back out of her eyes. She had gotten most of it up in something that was supposed to be a french braid, but a decent amount was too short and framed her face, something she was thankful for. It obstructed her peripheral vision, so the world was just a little bit less overwhelming.