The midnight sky painted itself lighter every minute. Conrete jungle's usually roars was replaced by screaming slience. Sea of people's riverbed(clear roads) could be seen. On one of such roads, where commonly joggers and health freaks could be spotted, a woman in formal wasn't a bit suitable to such a scene.
Athena was returning from office only to return in again in few hours. Her job demands not only her time but every last bit of brain cell also. She was already questioning her decision to return and considering to sleep in the office if such scenario were to occur again. Though she knows that a better option but a option she can't choose.
Her head was ringing , probably due to lack of sleep or using even her last brain cell. Maybe both. Heavy head became a constant lifestyle and she don't even realise it anymore. Her arms and legs were like dead weights and would give anything for her bed now.
She don't even know why she's trying so hard when she's neither inborn-talented or give a shit about anything - career, money, power, connection, life.She already numb, like really, festivals don't bring any joy even though she would be with her parents or friends, doesn't consider anyone friend and gave up trying to find the one.
Finally , she reached her apartment. Despite the hardships and sleepless nights, her apartment don't reflect any fruits bore.
*Thumbs*
Her head crashed onto not so soft with familiar pillow and bed. Today her insomnia pitied her otherwise how could she knock out in speed of light.
Sunlight was trying to wake her but to no avail. She tsked and proceeded to bury her body under the soft,fluffy blanket. Only her alarm clock has the audacity to wake her up, fixed at 7 o'clock. She can't even tell apart winters or summers being in closed boxes all the time, from apartment to office to apartment. No detours.
Wait a minute, how could sunlight even approach her room when thick curtains only open on weekends to prevent molding. And soft, fluffy banklet? she owe none.
Jolt awake from this realisation, her eyes wide open enough for her eyeballs to fall out.
But what her eyes saw was uncomprehended by the brain. An medival stytled room with ceiling touching the sky . Everything you see in a such drama-setup was there. Wooden beautiful crafted furniture, aesthetic wallpaper, a mirror and makeup area. The room was atleast two-folds time bigger then hers.
Everything was so pretty and foreign. If she could take out her eyeballs and wipe them clean and place it in it's place again, she would.
The giant door opened.