Christina Dobulski's POV
"Fucking shit. Szar!" I cursed as I was typing on the computer. It was the most difficult shit I ever have done. I don't know why I cannot type so fast as I did on my laptop and why I was always mistaking the same mistake all over? I wanted to cut my fingers.
"Why I cannot be efficient at least on this typing thing?" I asked myself as I was in front of the computer. I don't know how long has I been here but I think it might be evening right now. And I skipped lunch because I felt like I have to do these papers as soon as possible
At least Tony wanted it tomorrow which I can do it tonight and did not sleep a wink.
I might look like a hot mess tomorrow but I hoped everything will be okay. I looked at the clock on the computer and it was 7 PM. I hoped that Tony had gone home as well as Nina. I hoped Nina did not tell Tony that I was sitting here.