Maybe it's lame to hide out at work all day, but in the early hours of the morning, it had seemed like a smart enough idea. She had no idea what Will and Derek might be up to back home but her imagination had been far from any comfort. Had they even noticed her last night when she came home from work or had they been too busy with each other?

God, what if they wound up doing more? In the bed she's shared with Derek since moving in to that apartment? She wants Will to be happy and if he's happy with Derek... No. She shouldn't be okay with that. It should hurt more. It should hurt a lot more.

Kind of like her head. Blinking groggily at the bright light of an opening door, she looks up to see Darcy walk through the door.

"Hey," she murmurs, digging around her desk for her sunglasses. "What time is it?"