This is what she hated most. Breaks.
Tea breaks, lunch breaks, unfamiliar faces, groups of chatting strangers, noise everywhere.
While she tried to hide in plain sight, she wondered how they did it. The others.
Was it too soon to go to the loo, again?
She wished she was invisible.

C. Attleya lives in the beautiful garden of England. Her love for reading and writing is eclipsed only by her aversion of gatherings of noisy strangers.