Inevitable

Two days passed in the blink of an eye as the aircraft soared at full speed.

Anthony gradually stirred from his slumber, his consciousness drifting back from yet another journey through the realm of dreams.

After swiftly completing his usual morning routine, bathing and refreshing himself, he settled by the window, gazing out.

A glass of wine rested elegantly in his hand as he admired the vast expanse of the galaxy.

His eyes widened in quiet awe, reflecting the glow of distant planets, shimmering stars, and celestial wonders scattered across the cosmic tapestry.

Seated with his legs crossed, Anthony exuded a serene tranquility, utterly engrossed in the breathtaking view.

But the peace was fleeting.

The soft hum of the sliding doors disrupted the silence, announcing the arrival of another presence.

It was Mitchelle.

"Reverting back to your lazy phase the moment work is done. What did I expect?"