Monday, she was one cup of coffee short of being human again. Tuesday, she was the shuffle of papers from desk to desk. Wednesday, she was the white blouse in a surprise rain shower. Thursday, she was nearly Murphy, not quite ready to give in to the abyss of corporate America. Friday, she was one shot of tequila short of a blackout. Saturday, she was last night’s makeup and a bottle of merlot. Sunday, she was showered, a timer set for the coffee the next morning, and an episode binge on Netflix.
Brittney Cox is the name of a child unfortunate enough to share her name with a popstar. She’s an observing science fictologist, but dabbles in the real world when the future seems too scary. She takes residence in Charleston, South Carolina but her heart still lies in Philadelphia.