To make matters worse, Bay was also running late and looking to be down one of her favorite tops. At the edge of the screen, a fresh stain of cat vomit was plainly visible on her collar. What had been tightly coiled curls that morning were now a frizzy and barely contained bun, hurriedly pulled back.
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2014-09-09 00:33 (UTC)"Hey, shit. Daph, I'm running late from work."