ota {behind the mirror}

[holdsmyheart]

He's only meant to close his eyes for a minute, maybe five. But, he'd worked till well after sundown yesterday, then had come Donia Carruthers and her emergency stroke, which had seen him up all night long, getting the woman stable and trying to calm her distraught husband, and by then, adrenaline and coffee had rendered him unable to sleep, so back to his office he went.

And the agenda was full: a meeting with Rowan regarding the security issues involving the other Suits, the conversation with Mano about the h/vac system in the Castle as well as the planning and organization of a possible summer luau for the entire Deck, and countless other little details scrawled into his calendar. But somewhere around mid-morning, Theo's eyes just refused to stay open and he unconsciously leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, slipping into a doze before he realized it.

Just a minute. Just five minutes. That's all.

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[butneverbreak]

And up she sits a little straighter, face setting into slightly less of a smile as she reaches to flip over a page.

"Expense reports. Expected budget request for next year. Going to need to make some funding cuts in the upcoming fiscal if we want to keep loaning. It can absolutely wait until you've gotten some sleep."

[holdsmyheart]

"Ahhh." Now it made sense. Theo nodded, taking a closer look at the spreadsheets. "Yeah," he squinted a touch, "considering I'm going to have to think about it for a bit before I sign off on anything. I know I don't want to cut the medical funding--if we keep having disasters like we have been, we're going to need whatever supplies we can get our hands on."

Same went for the educational, housing, upkeep and nearly every other department in the entire Suit. God, what a headache. But Theo grinned up at her, refolding the sheet more or less correctly.

"Thanks for getting it to me. Rowan and I'll sit down and hammer something out, promise."

[butneverbreak]

"There's time." Her fingers find his shoulder briefly to squeeze tight as she stands up. "Much rather you took a nap than rushed to get me this, mm?"

[holdsmyheart]

"Yes, ma'am," he told her genially. Gesturing with the stack of paper, he asked, "Would you have a copy printed for Rowan? I'll get it to her and we can brainstorm together."

Dropping it on his desk, he rubbed his face, stifling a yawn. "But yes, you're absolutely right, after my next meeting, I'm calling it a day and going to crash for the rest of the afternoon. Scout's honor."