After the
press conference, David makes his way back to the hotel suite. Tired but knowing he has a few more hours of work ahead of him before he can call it a night.
He'd nearly forgotten how draining the campaign trail could be. When he opens the door, he doesn't recognize the room he's now standing in, assuming he must have made a wrong turn somewhere.
Then he remembers. He's tired, it's been months since he's been here but he still remembers.
And right now, a drink and taking advantage of the brief reprieve Milliways offered sounded like a very good idea. David orders a drink and relaxes into a chair by the fireplace, wondering if he could sneak in a nap before going back.