Zoe was a morning person, in fact. She knew it irritated other people, but really, she couldn't help it. Every new day was an adventure, after all!
And she pulled up short as one of her drumsticks fell out of her bag, clattering to the carpet with a dull thud. "Dammit," she cursed, bending over to retrieve it and spilling more of the contents of her near bottom bag onto the ground.
Okay, this just wasn't her day. Letting out a frustrated noise, she dropped to her knees and started gathering up her things. Which was when she encountered a set of legs that when she looked up, saw they were attached to a person she knew.
"Oh hi Gor," she greeted, looking up at him. It wasn't as if she had anything against him, even if he seemed to dislike her. "What's up?"