The Most Successful Failure

The fresh sunlight hugged the sky, shaking it awake from its deep slumber. While some might consider it to be a sweet, almost uplifting occurrence, it does nothing but earn my ire and my curses. I fucking slept at 5 AM!! That's the morning! Don't bother meeee!! Ah, whatever. Today was a big day for Beacon Corp, so I should bear with at least this much discomfort.

I rolled off from the bed and rushed into the bath, spending about half an hour in there. Once out, I combed my long hair. I usually tied them in a short pony, but I slicked them back for today. I donned a black suit over an ash gray shirt and a black tie, along with black trousers. The president of a company had to look his part, after all.