Ever have one of those co-workers with no sense of proper boundaries? You’re off duty, in your comfortable lounging clothes, and you’ve just poured a nice tall glass of your favorite Corellian wine. And then, out of nowhere, the texts begin. And not even about anything important, really, or certainly not something that couldn’t wait until later. You try to respond cordially, even with your inner monologue raging…
Oh, Armitage, you are such a sad and angry little man. And, yes, we all giggle to ourselves when your grand and loud speeches are punctuated with those bits of spittle that are always flying out of your mouth. Well, of course Snoke favors Kylo over you! We all do! Okay, gotta go now. My First Order of business is polishing off this wine…
Hehe…Phasma doesn’t looked pleased with the interruption 😉
Decidedly unhappy, I’d say! 😉 ~C
love the pics sweet pokies
sorry for the rude co worker
Thanks very much! ~C
I do love these photos, the concept of interstellar texts and of course the nipples 😉 x
Trying to complement the photo details with some interesting caption details, you know… 🙂 ~C
Hi certainly hope the glass of wine helps to mellow out Phasma attitude in dealing with a disruptive associate.
Very cute top.
I probably wear this top in photos too much. 😉 And we suspect it would take more than a glass of wine to mellow Phasma! Maybe a case? ~C
At first I thought that by the look on Phasma’s face she was just into her first glass of the finest Corellion when she got a call to come in to work to put down some pesky rebels.
Oh, wouldn’t that be awful timing? A girl’s gotta have her down time! ~C
Next stop: writing for a sitcom. 😉
🙂
I was not-so-secretly hoping Phasma was sending me a selfie out of her t-shirt😉😂
Something tells me that you in particular will enjoy next Tuesday’s final “pair” from this Phasma series… 😉 ~C