Adjusting her newfound necklace so it lay in her ample cleavage, Liz thought the necklace highlighted her best features. Deciding to head to the nearby bathroom, eager to get a look at herself in the mirror, she noticed the wet floor in the women's restroom. Shaking her head, she hoped there wasn't a major issue with the plumbing, dreading the paperwork that would accompany such an issue. Looking at herself in the mirror, Liz put on a little show for herself, adjusting the necklace in all sorts of ways, turning this way and that, satisfied with how she looked. Finishing up her little show, the bathroom door opened and Rose walked in and greeted Liz in her Scottish accent, complimenting Liz's new necklace along with her greeting. Liz, surprised with how early the red-headed Scot had arrived to work, turned around to greet Rose and thank her for the compliment, forgetting the still-wet bathroom floor. Noticing the eighteen year old beginning to fall while shouting an instinctive "SHIT!", Liz practically dove under her falling body, trying her best to catch her...
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