Aria was sitting in her living room, sprawled on the couch, sipping energy drink and chewing on some sandwich. It was already hellishly late, but she didn't mind. Sleep was for the weak, as she was used to say, also, she had not been sleeping well for the past few years, so it wasn't something new for her. The dark shadows under her eyes had become her stylization and an accessory for her outfit of the day, since she had not used any sort of make-up shit.
She threw another pile of papers to the floor, huffing with disgust.
"Where the fuck are those shits?" she asked out loud, even though nothing but the silence and darkness were the ones to reply. And, of course, nothing did.
