Late Night Coffee Run
It's late. Obscenely late. Amy can't sleep and she's locked her piece of office down until the workday starts, and doesn't feel like wandering out to the practice fields or down to the gym. So instead, she can be found at the coffee shop in her PJs, and no, she's not wearing bunny slippers they're kittens. Just sneakers and jamjams.
Of course, feel free to catch her on the way, or there, or where ever.
Of course, feel free to catch her on the way, or there, or where ever.