The Green Zone held the quiet morning bustle of citizens. Light shone through the balcony window of Naia's apartment as she walked past and pulled a fresh set of casuals from her closet. Memories of the previous night with Evander circled her thoughts like restless flying creatures.
Her terminal pinged with a message from Poros, reconfirming their breakfast plans. She stared at it with fingers hovering over the reply window. The thought of discussing everything with him felt both necessary and exhausting.
Her friend would listen to the unspecific details about how things went with Ev - but she wasn't sure she could explain the tangle of emotions herself. More importantly, she hadn't heeded his advice and talked it out… once again.