The clicking on the keyboard was practically the only sound within the room. Alejandra sat crosslegged on her bed, laptop propped up on a small stand in front of her. To her right, she had a fresh cup of tea on the bedside table, the steam rising away from the hot liquid. Alejandra usually waited for the tea to cool down a bit. She was unlike her mother who preferred to drink it hot. Her father, on the other hand, did not drink tea. He stuck to whisky, occasionally claiming it to be a gentleman's drink. But that was his excuse to drink whenever he felt like it, and neither Alejandra nor her mother paid him any mind.

Currently working on a program she'd created, Alejandra was lost in her own little world. She had gotten back from her work-out, taken a shower, and made herself a quick snack to eat while she waited for the water to boil. Once that was done, she grabbed her laptop and tea and headed to the bedroom. She had made some slight progress in the work she had planned to get done when the handheld she'd been issued went off. Alejandra turned her head to the side and reached for the phone that was also on her bed within arm's reach. She considered taking a sip of her tea, but thought better of it. The message that had been sent, while essential, did not elicit any response from her. She put the phone down, typed a few more things before shutting down the program, and placed the laptop aside. The tea was still in its place, untouched. Alejandra sighed before grabbing the cup and sipping some brewed perfection

Obviously that was a mistake.

The tea was still too hot for her liking, and she'd been foolish in assuming it had cooled down to her taste without first testing it. Alejandra grimaced momentarily before exhaling through her mouth. She hated burning her tongue as it meant she couldn't taste very good for a while. But she wasn't in a sour mood, not when she was about to get to work. She'd been looking forward to it since her arrival, and it was finally that time.