Riding The Bull

A work event goes horribly, horribly… right? when coworkers take on a more bovine appearance
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Amelia glanced up and then groaned, pinching her the bridge of her nose as Kinsley and Naomi stopped by the wall of her cubicle.

 

“You’re coming, right?” Kinsley asked.  She was dressed in clothes that clearly broke even the relaxed ‘casual Friday’ work rules.  Her bluejeans had holes in them and her dirty blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail over a white t-shirt with an obscure metal band on the front.