~~~~~Jeriah~~~~~
At a quiet café, about a block from the hotel Jeriah was staying at, he took a seat in the back far away from the window. Mary was not there yet, but he was well aware of the storm coming his way before it hit. It was going to be a very bad day. Leaning his head against the booth he was sitting in, he let his eyes slide closed for a moment. He was exhausted from staring at the laptop all day and it was only noon. The sound of a throat clearing made his eyes pop open in surprise.
“Sleeping in a booth? That definitely would negatively affect your image.” Mary said with a raised eyebrow and slight smirk as she took a seat in front of him, before her voice dropped lower. “I’m not here to talk work, though.”
“Hm?” Jeriah returned, leaning forward to prop his
