Eve sat on her old study table, her legs up on the chair.
It had a simple design. What she loved about its simplicity was the space. The legs had shelves for her to store her school books back then. Also, the shelves on the left one extended to above the table. It became handy when she had her exams.
Her laptop covered the middle of the table. It was a few years old but it still worked well. She had invested in good specs. During college, she worked part time online as a tutor. The good hardware allowed her to perform efficiently.
Using her fingers, she combed through the crimson wig.
She blinked her eyes. The hazel contact lenses covered them. They took time to wear. It would also take another time to get used to. She finished her look with a fitted white shirt and a pair of black shorts.
If Andie's joke came true, Eve didn't want her boss to see her sleep wear.
