SAIGE
MY head was pounding, and I could feel pain throughout my entire body. I gently opened my eyes, and the first thing that caught my attention was the ornate ceiling of the hotel. I turned to my right and noticed Dmitri seated on the couch while he appeared to be drinking something that resembled whiskey from the glass he was carrying. It appeared as though he hadn't slept a wink because of the way he was staring at me so intensely. The black circles that surround his eyes reveal a great deal about him. His typically orderly appearance was conspicuously absent from this appearance. The only thing I could make out was his disheveled appearance, which consisted of a loose necktie and an untucked shirt. In a nutshell, he seems to be in disarray. It appears as though he has been strugglin
