I walked into the break room trying to recover from a massive hangover. I was just hoping to get through the day at this point. There was not enough coffee and aspirin in the world to get rid of this throbbing head of mine. My only hope was that Sutcliff wouldn’t be here today. Her voice was just far to loud and obnoxious in the morning. I sunk into a chair cursing the florescent lights.
I hoped Hannah would come in…nothing cheered me up faster than seeing her…but of course only Faustus walked through the door. I groaned, we had this odd hatred for each other…I couldn’t really define it.