Rochu-Love For Ivan Braginsky

Morning

When Ivan woke up, it was to a cold room. He fumbled around, trying to find and cease the annoying noises his alarm clock was making. After successfully completing his task, Ivan decided to get out of bed. When his feet hit the floor, he shuddered, and instantly regretted getting out of bed.

But the deed was done, and the coldness of the floor had taken any last remaining hints of sleepiness from his mind. He slowly located his shoes, and shuffling, he made his way to the bathroom. While he was brushing his teeth, Ivan took the chance to look at his reflection. The first thing he noticed was the bags underneath his eyes.

Lately, he had been having nightmares, and he found it hard to fall asleep. Sighing, he completed his morning routine and got dressed. Then he went down to his kitchen and prepared breakfast. While he ate, he dreaded the thought of today. For today was the meeting. The meeting where all the countries met together. The meeting where they always made him feel like a monster.