#atta 02

It was extremely late. The combination of life stress and the storm was preventing Liz from sleeping just yet though. While the storm had annoyingly wiped out the internet, Liz still had paperwork to keep herself busy with. The couch space next to her was covered up with folders and clippings and receipts. Elizabeth looked up as she heard shoes click across the floor. “I feel like we need cocktails to get through this. Where’s the drinks cabinet again?” || @queenatta