'Fxck!'
With Goldie stuck with her morphed, alien back open, and her wings flapping, and with Jasmine just moments away from coming over to see her in that state, it is just about over for Goldie!
"Fxck! Fxck! Fxck! Fxck! Fxck! Fxxxxckkk!!!"
Hearing Jasmine's say she was coming over, Goldie curses further under her breath in a panic, doing her best to pull the white top back down over her shoulders and her back instantly before Jasmine comes over to knock on her troubled cubicle.
"Come! The! Fxck! Down!"
Goldie yells in a hushed whisper with each tug as she pulls desperately on her white shirt.
It had to come back down! She had to wear it back immediately!
…
"Goldie?... Do you hear me?"
Jasmine calls again when she hears no response from Goldie, her worries steadily growing.
It was so noisy, and the sound felt like it was definitely coming from Goldie's cubicle!
'What could that be?...', she wonders.
