C11 MORTIFIED STACY

It's Monday. "Thank God, it's Monday" Stacy muttered lowly and stretched her limbs, yawning. "It's 5am already, what to do? What to do?" She bit her lower lip and rushed to dress up. Ascending the stairs, she could see Jason in tuxedo already dressed for work. He held his files as he glared at her. "I'm so sorry to keep you waiting" she squinted her eyes and caught up to him