Cheyenne Oswald

Mission

“Fuck!” I shouted, I jumped out of bed and turned off my alarm that I snoozed a few too many times. I hurriedly threw on my clothes and got ready for work. I rushed downstairs, let my Aussie outside to do his business, and fed him. I got a muffin from the kitchen, slipped into my shoes, snatched up my bag, and headed for the door. “Be good while I’m gone Koda!”