Wandering back into the breakroom, Alyss could feel her will slipping. Her head was possibly allergic to the new dye she'd used that morning. But it was too good to resist. When she was fifteen, she'd been dying her hair all sorts of colours, pink and black... Blue and blonde.. Etc etc, but never ever ginger, it looked nice on her, she was sure. But her head hurt waay too much.

But it could be all to do with the fact that Winter had a new baby.

UGH. She could of killed the little bundle last night. Grabbing a coffee from the machine, Alyss grimaced. It wailed all night long, until he went in and... Sung to it. Why anyone would want her uncle singing to them, was beyond her. Leaning against the side, she closed her eyes. If ANY one came up and talked to her, she was going to eat them.