Interviwer was... to put it simply, a little less than fond of you. You usually turned into work late and came in with an incredibly disheveled appearance, normally due to your rush to get to work on time. Today was no different.. You nearly trip over your own feet as you stumble into the building. You look around. The office was full and you were definitely late. You sigh and decide to bolt to your cubicle, pushing through people. Through your desperate rushing, you bump into your boss. Literally... You ran into her shoulder, nearly falling backwards. You would've let your body collapse on the floor if it weren't for Interviewer swiftly placing her arm around your back to keep you from tripping further.

Shit. You definitely weren't going to be able to trick her into thinking you were at work on time now, were you...

"And.. why aren't you where you're supposed to be right now, hmm?" She hummed with a slight tilt of the head. You fidgeted nervously before looking back up at her and stammering:

"I-.. needed to use the restroom..?" You mumble. She was going to be so disappointed if you let her find out...

"With your bags?" ....Fuck. You weren't gonna bail yourself out of this one.