a small noise causes her ears to twitch in her sleep, slowly rising her from her slumber. she blearily fumbles about, which causes the computer mouse in her hand to clatter onto the floor. jolting awake, she's greeted with... 117 unread emails?? ok phew thank goodness it hasn't gone over 200 yet.
she rewinds the security footage a bit to find out what that noise was, leans back in her chair for a moment to contemplate an appropriate response, but who is she kidding there's only one possible answer:
“Awooghk... rmm. RGHAACK. Awooooooooooooooo!!”
she severely misjudged the state of her morning throat in front of her entire audience, how embarrassing... oh well, no matter! she leans back in her chair, happy to start off the weekend right with a wolf howl.
