Victoria Johnson

The Little Black Book

RINGGGGGG!! The alarm on my phone blares and I immediately halt my work to figure out what’s going on. I finally reach my phone to read the reminder going across my screen and, the realization hits me like a ton of bricks. I’m supposed to have brunch with the girls in an hour! I rescheduled so many times for work already. I have to go. I sprint to my closet; they instructed me to dress up a bit. They specifically said, “not your normal leggings, t-shirt, and comfy non-slip sneakers.”