Harper had just escaped a Physio appointment, so was running a tiny bit late herself. The hand was healing, but it was taking a whole lot longer for the nerves to do their thing. Apparently, the knitting back together had the longest recovery time, so for now, she just had to get used to randomly dropping stuff from time to time.

It had been quite an odd few weeks. Life had certainly changed, but in perhaps the most unexpected way. The thing with Devin - whatever that could be classified as.. And work had been pretty stressful. No one felt like they were getting any leg room with this latest case and people were start to grow frustrated. 

When she did eventually get to the office, Harper wandered in, in her usual breezy fashion. She'd spent the weekend out of town at a wedding, and she was still struggling to get her hair straight again. It was curly, and she was wearing a work sweater and a pair of purple skinny jeans. Admittedly knackered from a weekend of partying, she sat down at her desk to find a muffin. Ain't that cute. And what was even more cute, was that she'd even missed Devin.

"Ah, the muffin fairies have been, huh?"