Between all of the open windows, the fan by the door, and the fan on her desk, Zoe had managed to get her office to be an almost survivable temperature - for her, at least. Normal people might find it a wee bit cold.

[Open for anyone who wants to come by and annoy her. *g*]

Zoe was tooling around in her filing cabinet for the better part of the morning, so she didn't realize that she had a new voicemail until she saw the blinking light when she sat back down at her desk.

Many minutes had passed, and she was still staring at the phone in surprise, and a bit of horror.

[Please obey the OCD within. Thank you!]

Zoe was at her desk, reading and working on an apple muffin from the bakery. The fact that it was her third muffin of the morning...well, she wouldn't be mentioning that to anyone.

[open!]