"It All Started With A Nice Cup..."

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POLICE REPORT:
The gruesome scene of a female corpse was found within the office building just after a very disturbing phone call was received from a very concerned man. Lying in a pool of blood is the bloody corpse of a young woman clutched on her chest is a bloody journal which may lead to further clues on the events that took place leading to this outcome.

 Lying in a pool of blood is the bloody corpse of a young woman clutched on her chest is a bloody journal which may lead to further clues on the events that took place leading to this outcome

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So as woke up to the sound of my alarm, I realized that I have at least 2 hours before my shift starts. Groggy and still sleepy, I decided to just lay on my bed for a little while longer trying to keep my eyes open until I finally felt awaken enough to take a nice shower. Feeling refreshed and ready for my first day on the job, I knew I had to make an impression. I know I know. A plunging neckline is never the best choice, but you only live once right? And something tells me that this is not a very bright day for me. The company said to wear anything I want, so I am wearing something a little more sexy and less corporate.

As always, I get the usual flavors of stares from everyone I happen to have passed by. Nothing new there. I took my train ride and sat near the doorway. Parents covering the eyes of their children, getting scoffed at, men starring at me. It happens and I got very used to it. It's enjoying at times. I have reached my destination and unloaded the train into the assigned building where my office was located. Greeted with mixed feelings, I replied to the compliments and ignored the insults. When will they ever learn that I don't give a damn what people think about my choice? Inappropriate they say, rude the say, bitchy the say, well they're just jealous, because I'm hot and they're not. Now that's girl power to all of them, bitches.

The sound of Karma Chameleon playing in the elevator, while I rode to my destined floor. I got into my new office and sat at the most expensive chair. Well what can I say. I am the boss afterall. So I can wear whatever the hell I want and nobody can really judge me. I demanded an exquisite tea made from the finest leaves. I demanded coffee made from the most exquisite beans too. Life of the boss is pretty awesome.

The day went pretty fast and smoothly and I was as usual the first one to always leave early. My work is just to feel comfortable and be the queen bitch of the company. I did actually have to do a few papers here and there, but well I had lackeys for that sort of menial tasks. I went to this specific restaurant and had my most exquisite meal there. The one that had caught my eye was some kind of herbal coffee they had offered me. As soon as I drank it, everything just felt good. Really good. I feel so refreshed and alive! I could go out all night! I had asked about the drink they offered me and surprise surprise! They offered me a month's worth of supply. I kept it to myself of course.

Last night, I had the most amazing slumber ever! I didn't even bother changing into my nightwear. I just felt like I had taken a bath after drinking that herbal coffee. Ironically coffee is not something that keeps me awake either, so as soon as sat on my bed. I felt the sudden urge to lie down and just fell asleep in my sexy attire. They kinda work like my sleepwear too, so no problem there.

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