She knew she forgot something. She knew deep down that something didn't line up with her schedule. Even as she finished another bottle of cognac with her friends, chatting and laughing with them, catching up just like old times in college, she knew it. Maybe it was just something she had to remind herself, like an appointment date next month, or a call she put off twice due to her busy schedule. Even as she returned to her abode at four in the morning, slightly tipsy and exhausted, she still couldn't really put the pieces together.

But Geraldine Lyndus didn't expect that it would be her appraisal, already set in stone two months before, and she would be meeting online with not only her immediate boss, but also to discuss about potential projects with the company stakeholders. Because half of them were in other countries, only that Saturday was the time for them to meet. Her boss had even said that she could take the following Monday off in that usual chippy tone of hers. The collie had set it in her phone alarm, blaring at half past seven like it always did during the weekdays, but she had slept entirely through it. Now she was woken by the meeting call tone, and she couldn't even prepare.

"Fuck!"

She sat upright on the couch in her living room, looking at her phone, placed on the nearby coffee table. Having only arrived back in the wee hours of the morning, with sleep tugging at her eyelids, she had simply opted to strip to her underwear, using the sofa as her bed. Geraldine pressed the answer button, but kept herself well away from the camera, letting her boss simply see her ceiling lights. Now it was a scramble to just get last night's clothes back on.

"Morning~" her boss greeted.

Geraldine hurriedly got her plain formal t-shirt on, ignoring how it smelt.

"Same to you. I'm just getting my coffee."

Blazer next, and she hurriedly slid it on, and took the phone to aim it at herself. Her canine fur did well to hide the crumples.

"Splendid, the others will be arriving soon, so we can start right on time."

"Indeed. I've got my coffee," she expertly lied, "and I'm ready to go."

The last thing technically was her suit pants, but her own camera never showed anything past her chest, and there never would be a reason for her to move her phone any lower than it already was. The collie hated to admit it, but she could very much stay at this meeting with her top dressed up nicely, and just yesterday's pastel blue floral panties adorning her hips. She stood up, heading to her work desk, actually finding the breeze between her legs and mobility quite pleasant, taking a seat as she started her laptop up.

It was going to be a long day without her pants. But at least the others were none the wiser.

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