I had set the alarm on my iPhone but had forgotten to charge it, so it was completely dead when I finally rolled out of bed. I was just throwing my clothes on when I heard a loud knocking at my door. I ran to open it while tying my hair up in a messy knot. Justas stood on the other side of the door. He walked right in, looking completely cool and confident in his casual beach ware. He took in my appearance, including barely brushed hair and grimaced. "Geez, girl. You are a mess. Is that what you're wearing today?" I looked down at the frayed shorts and wrinkled t-shirt I had on...and, of course, my new flip flops. "Yeah. But what's it to you? I thought you despised designer clothes." "I do despise designer clothes. I don't despise fashion sense." "Thanks a lot. My ego is taking a battering here." "Well, on our first payday, I'm taking you shopping. But we don't have time to worry about it now. Let's go or we'll be late." I snagged a blueberry muffin off of my counter to take with me.
