The night has rolled around, and I am stuck in my office finalizing the stack of documents that I had to look over when a knock on the door disturbs the silence.
"Viola, it's getting rather late," Delic says as he makes his way over to me. "You should be getting in bed by now. You will be getting up earlier than usual tomorrow."
I lean back in my chair and stretch my arms. "You're right. I was so caught up in trying to get rid of this massive stack that I lost track of time. I swear, it feels like the mayor is pushing all of his work on me thinking that I will just accept it all. I mean, I will, but it still aggravates me."
