Most important meal of the day

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6:30am.

Because of course her fancy hot shot job at Stark Industries absouletly requires her to be there early and of course she can't just show up like she does for college in her jeans and cobalt blue hoodie. She even went out and bought a pencil skirt and white blouse for this job.
Sitting abruptly in her bed and grabbing her cellphone to turn off the alarm before throwing it across her bed, groaning loudly as she did so, "Why, why, why?"

Darcy began to throw the covers off of her and head to the bathroom. Blindly feeling around for her glasses before finding them and heading to the bathroom. Staring at her reflection she thought, "I have a lot of work to do. First, contacts then makeup, outfit, and finally hair." Opening her drawer and finding her contacts case with her last pair of daily contacts dissapointed her, making a mental note to pick up more after work she popped them in and went back into her room to find her makeup bag.

A small white pouch containing a half empty mascara tube, five lipsticks, an eyeliner, two lipglosses, and a blush compact. "Yeah, this will do I can work with this." Darcy reassured herself, making her second mental note of the day to swing by a Sephora after work. After all she wasn't in highschool in Santa Fe anymore, her current cosmetics bag and wardrobe didn't suit "big city job with fancy rich men and one of the smartest men in the world being your boss." At least to Darcy it didn't. After her makeup was applied, a red lip, light mascara and light blush buffed and blended to perfection, she put on her work outfit and began to search for her shoes. "Didn't I buy some new heel-," tripping over said sought after heels. "Typical." she sighed. Sliding on the heels, getting her purse, keys, iphone, notebook, and earbuds she set off on her drive for work.

The clock now read 7:00 which means Darcy has adequate time to swing by her favorite diner and order her favorite meal, pick up an eggs and bacon bagel with a big cup of iced coffee, it was an extra sugar and extra cream kinda day, after all she had to make the very bestest impression today. "Right no drive thru...I can afford to go in." Glancing at her phone and walking in.
"Hey what can I get...you." The worker greeted, glancing her up and down, she didn't look like the avergae brood who just came in looking crazy she looked...important. "Egg and bacan bagel, iced coffee extra cream extra sugar, please. To go." She said quickly. She had to be at the Tower at exactly 7:30 which she might if her meal came quickly and there was little to no traffic. (Which in New York is unheared of.) Darcy felt herself getting more and more agitated the longer her food took, "Come on, how long does it take to fry some goddamn eggs and brew some coffee."

The clock read 7:15 now, it took fifteen minutes for her bagel and coffee to be brought out, once the waiter came over she grabbed it and practically ran out the door to her car and floored it, she was going a good 15 miles over the limit. Something she'd normally never do, Darcy was a very strict stickler for driving rules...that's about it.

Seeing the large skyscraper-esque building lit up with Stark's name she grew in anixety and excitement. "Okay, just need a parking spot, just need a place."
7:30 on the dot, and she was still looking for a spot, out of desperation Darcy settled for a bad spot a little far from the building. Taking a deep breath and stepping outside of her car, she stepped back and took in the grandeur of the building and looked about at the other people stepping out to go into the building. Immacutely dressed men, clean shaven and pressed suits, women in flowing shiny hair and tight beautiful dresses.

"This is it, I'm finally here."


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