Out Of Time

Drabble Challenge 4: Out of time

The three sets of stairs never looked so never ending as they did that horrible Monday morning. She grew irritated as she climbed up, her cup of coffee growing cold as each minute passed.

She hated him.

He was a living nightmare who taunted her mercilessly. She wondered what would happen if she would have 'accidentally' spilled her drink at him.

She glanced at her watch, her eye brows knitting to form a frown. She was out of time, she realized. If she was going to continue with the never ending stairs, she would no doubt be late for work.

Thoughts of killing her boss passed through her, and she grinned to herself. She would get her revenge somehow, even if she'd have to suffer beforehand.