Fatigue, drowsiness, his eyelids were so heavy they were nearly impossible to keep open.
All night long, Jock was shrouded in these sensations.
The hover car traveled along the preset track, and from the moment he got in, Jock had yawned for the fourth time, prompting him to take out anti-fatigue medication and ingest twice the usual dose.
Even though he hadn't had a good night's sleep for the past few days, the messes stirred up by "Dominance" and Hog made sleep the least of his concerns. But staying up was the norm for someone like him, and with the help of anti-fatigue medication, he shouldn't have felt this way.
Or could it be a sign of aging?
But regardless, he had to ensure that tonight's meeting would conclude smoothly.
Jock rallied his spirits and arrived at the banquet hall ten minutes earlier than the agreed time.
