Misha
I couldn't sleep. I feel like a damn teenager. I haven't felt this kind of nervousness before. The anxiety is killing me. This is such a new experience for me. I don't know how to behave right now. Jay wouldn't tell me what he had planned for today either. Which didn't help me relax at all. Should I dress more casual or formal? I don't know. I stood in the mirror staring at my surprisingly dull outfits and regretted living so minimally. If I had more clothes I would have more options. Well, there's not much I can do about it now. I will just wear something that doesn't look too formal or casual. Knowing Jay, if we needed to dress a certain way he would take me shopping himself. Wait, he won't do that today, right?
-ding-
Jay: I'm leaving the palace now. I have a driver for us.
Misha: That seems unnecessary.
Jay: It's not.
