Snippet #1822361

Tsubame awoke, breathing heavily. God, I hate dreaming about that day. She rolled over, just to make sure. Her window was closed. She started to hyperventilate. Have... to get that... open
She stumbled over to the window, trying her best to take deep breaths. She grabbed the sill and missed, falling to the floor. Dragging herself up, Tsubame used all her might to push the sill up. Finally. She sucked in a few deep breaths and sighed heavily. She hated having cleisiophobia, but what could she do? Overcoming it was not an option, it was too hard. Tsubame breathed deeply again. She turned to the chair by her bed and picked up her purse. Time to get ready for work. I can't believe I agreed to work longer for the same amount of money. God, I hate my boss.