10-15-2018, 11:58 PM
A more realistic sense of weariness settled into his bones once Evelyn departed. The day was longer than most. An early morning swim, that while reinvigorating, cut the morning at a sharp hour. A day in the trenches (metaphorically speaking), appearances and speeches, navigating treacherous deals and amalgamating volumes of information, studying for the ball, the exertion of fending off an Ijiraq, the flood of adrenaline and the rushing sweep of a subsequent crash, Evelyn’s induction of a second-wind that frankly would not be as magical as she expected simply from Nikolai's own inner-distractions.
Fresh out of the steam of a cleansing shower, Nik lay in bed putting his final thoughts to form one last time before sleep interrupted his productivity. He laid out orders to his staff to arrange time in the morning with key teams to enable sending his message to Regus. Finally, he was about to close the system when he sent one last message.
Alexandrova: Let’s talk in the morning.
After that, sleep was a necessary respite.
Fresh out of the steam of a cleansing shower, Nik lay in bed putting his final thoughts to form one last time before sleep interrupted his productivity. He laid out orders to his staff to arrange time in the morning with key teams to enable sending his message to Regus. Finally, he was about to close the system when he sent one last message.
Alexandrova: Let’s talk in the morning.
After that, sleep was a necessary respite.