Any Other Tuesday
Ringing was happening from somewhere in my apartment. Scratch that, by my head, I didn’t like it. I blindly groped around for the offender. Finding it with a groan I answered. Not really sure which phone I’d picked up.
“Hello?” I mumbled into the phone.
“Anais, do you have any idea how late you are to work?” My boss at my CIA gig was yelling down my ear.
I looked over at my alarm clock, a little after ten in the morning. Must’ve slept through my alarms. Again.
I plastered the biggest smile on my face as I spoke.
"Why Chief, I didn't know, thank you for telling me." I knew that would knock him off guard.
"Whatever, just get your butt down here ASAP. Big news at The UN." The Chief sighed heavily and hung up.
"Good news, for me! The UN cafeteria has tacos on Tuesday." I thought getting up from my bed to catch a shower.
Everyone likes me better when I don't smell like day old whiskey and glitter.
Being the youngest at everything in life prepared me for a lot. However, I was still 21 years old in a sea of grey haireds and ED med users. It was a major bummer to say the least.
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