Thread: [ Skyro & Tortoise Shell ] O f f i c e Days and Nights;;

College, marriage, employment. Despite their hectic qualities, the seven preceding years have been a whirlwind of joy and excitement to the young Desiree DAether. The twenty five years old woman was living her dream and while the small, crowded office was not precisely what she dreamt of, it was part of the route to its achievement and she felt closer to it than ever before. In college, studying psychology, she met the man she decided was the one. Three years later, as she received her bachelors diploma, she was wearing a small silver band around her finger belonging to her beloved. He was a little older than her, having been on his way to earning his Masters degree when they met, and with his salary and savings as well as his familys considerable fortune it wasnt hard for them to throw an ample wedding a few months later. For a few years he supported her as she continued her studies and by the time she earned her Masters degree in Business, the two of them had been married for three years. Then, she found a job in the same company as him, and as he told her the opportunities were endless. Everything was well. That day was little different from most other days. She was caught up in her work, doing as much as she could as effectively as possible up until the lunch hour. Her husbands schedule was slightly different and they never ate at the same time, yet it wasnt a problem she quickly became part of the team due to her open behavior and a constant happy smile on her pretty face, although she didnt realize that most men would have done quite a lot to see more of her than the constricting clothes of hers allowed to. She was an extremely appealing woman, youthful and bright. Her face was delicate and doll like, with high cheekbones, full light pink lips shielding a row of perfectly white teeth, and her lightly tanned skin as smooth as a childs. The most striking feature of her face, however, was her eyes. They held the unsettling sensuality and innocence paired with vivid intelligence and curiosity, shadowed by long eyelashes. Large and almond shaped, they were of a strange emerald color with speckles of gold along the inner and outer edge, going from emerald to a light blue depending on the season and her mood. Her hair was always carefully done yet looked wild, falling about in rich chestnut waves, and curling toward the ends that reached her waist. The girls figure was as close to an hourglass as it got a tiny waistline, wider hips, a firm D cup and a flat stomach along with long legs and a round rear were enough to make any head turn in the street. The job allowed for a fairly relaxed wardrobe, so she never bothered wearing suits. That day, for instance, she wore a pair of suede grey pumps that added an inch and a half to her five feet and four, with skinny jeans, a white dress shirt with the top buttons undone to let her cleavage peer through and a black blazer on top, giving her a relaxed yet professional air. She didnt bother with a lot of makeup, applying a light layer of mascara and eyeliner to accentuate her eyes yet nothing beyond. James, her husband, preferred her to look natural, telling her that she was beautiful that way. She strode across the numerous hallways, hopeful that he was on break yet she didnt have much luck, bumping into a few men and women she knew instead. Following an incessant stream of conversations and mindless comments and compliments, she made it to the employees lounge after having lost a mere ten minutes of her break. Letting out a low sigh, she took a seat at a couch, pulling her lunch from her bag. She never bothered eating in the cafeteria like most people did all of them that day it seemed, the lounge was empty. Her lunch was extremely simple pulling out her bottle of water, tuna sandwich and apple and setting them onto the table in front of her, she concentrated on her sandwich, her gaze glued to the television since there was nobody around to talk to.