Alexandria Evergreen never wanted her rough childhood to define her, so after overcoming numerous challenges, she built her own company, Trikru Inc., from the ground up. Now, the young CEO, entrepreneur, and notorious workaholic has been in a long-t...
As Alexandria Evergreen is meeting with one of her clients about creating an AI system that would allow them to review emails they exchange with customers to improve their customer service, the CEO has a hard time focusing on what is being said. While she was usually so on top of things and always completely professional, no matter what, this afternoon it was becoming increasingly difficult to suppress a stubborn yawn that kept trying to leave her mouth. And her eyelids felt so incredibly heavy that they would keep falling closed.
For now, she had been able to pull it off and make it seem like she was just blinking or had something in her eye, but if this kept happening, she surely would leave a horrible impression on these clients. This would make her seem uninterested and uninvolved.
She quickly fires off a short message from her computer to her assistant sitting beside her to leave the meeting and get her a double shot of espresso from the Grounder Bean. These would be her fourth and fifth coffee of the day and it wasn't even 3 PM yet, but sometimes you got to do what you got to do.
Ms. Hartley gives her a sideways glance and it is difficult to tell from this angle, but she seems worried. About what? Lexa would never know. Nor would she ask because she didn't care. She paid her personal assistant to personally assist her and follow her orders, not to feel any sort of way towards her.
Did she feel bad for sending the woman away during a meeting? Nope. Not one bit. If anything, she felt bad for herself, because she would have to take her own notes while still paying attention and being involved. But that may actually aid her in staying awake and alert. And did she feel bad for sending the other woman to the Grounder Bean a block or two away this many times per day? Also no. Their coffee was just objectively better than anything they had to offer within this building. Besides, it was the sisterly thing to do, to order from Anya's coffeeshop and support her sister's business.
Before Ms. Hartley returns with her coffee order, her phone buzzes in her pocket and she quickly checks it to see whether it is from her PA, just in case. But it's from Clarke.
Unfortunately, she wouldn't be able to open that message right now because she would never be able to keep up with her notes or the conversation if she added texting into the mix.
And by the time her PA returns, Lexa realizes she has a gap in her notes. She missed a whole chunk of important conversation. Fuck. She needed to do better; this was unacceptable.
When she finally does get to open the blonde's text after the meeting, another long hour has passed.
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No responses follow after that text, but a little while later, Anya texts her instead.
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