Ruby sat at her desk, staring at the blueprint but not really seeing it anymore. Her pencil had stopped moving a while ago. Her thoughts were elsewhere—drifting back to Adrian.
He had looked so quiet that morning. His eyes weren't sad exactly, but they had that lost look. The same kind of look people wore when something was taken from them but they weren't sure how to feel about it. Adrian wasn't the type to sit still. He liked to work, to feel useful, to keep his hands busy. And now, suddenly being jobless… it must be eating him up inside.