As Candice re-entered her room a quick look at the alarm on her bedside table showed her that her in-shower antics had taken up more time than she had first thought! Realising that she would have to hurry if she was going to beat the morning traffic, Candice still couldn’t help herself having a brief fluffing primp with her hair in her wardrobe mirror. Surely this wasn’t going to be appropriate for an office, but then didn’t she always have her hair done-up big with a ton of hairspray?
Pulling herself from her reverie, the young lawyer quickly pulled out her favourite black power suit carefully laying it on her bed before having a quick rummage in a nearby drawer for underwear. Finding a simple pair of white briefs and a matching plain bra amidst almost two dozen similar sets of underwear, Candice swiftly donned both items. For a brief second she couldn’t help but notice that her bra felt perhaps a little too snug, almost as if it had shrunk in the wash, but she really didn’t have time to pay attention to that with the sudden poppy burst of “B-I-M-B-O!” and the start of Bimbo Nation by TV Rock that was blurting from her mobile.
Candice answered with a curt “McKnight!” only to find it was the garage letting her know that her car was going to be in a little longer.
With the knowledge that she was going to have to take a cab into the offices and that she would probably be late, Candice swore and flung her phone at the silky, girly-pink sheets of her bed where it practically disappeared….
….Or least that was her intention. After flinging the phone, Candice McKnight simply said “Oh poop”, stamped a foot petulantly and, oh my, was she actually pouting?!
Trying not to acknowledge how weird that all was, Candice quickly put on a crisp white blouse, her black jacket and suit trousers and then slipped her feet into some sensible flats.
Finding her phone again was slightly difficult, but she eventually grabbed it and made her way downstairs. Deciding to skip breakfast, she quickly grabbed her black laptop satchel and dark handbag, dropping her phone into the recesses of the latter, noting the odd flash of silver from the foil of a half-finished pack of bubblegum that had also found its way in there.
Surprised and resolving to put the juvenile item in a bin as soon as she found one, the young lawyer with her dramatically teased hair left her house….
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