New York City: Amadeus Cho (Closed)
At approximately 5 AM, Amadeus's emailed chirped with an automated itinerary of events for the day. 10 AM - Discussion with Greg; 11 AM to 4 PM - R&D; 6 PM - Send White Paper. There were a few miscellaneous items as well, completely lacking timestamps: Lunch - TBD. Schedule FU with Frank. Xavier Speech (afternoon). Call Janine.
Around 7:20 AM, his dog jumped onto his bed, jolting him awake. Laelaps turned a hyper circle then tried to oust his human from his place of comfort. Amadeus tossed his pillow over his head which did nothing to blot out the sound of his alarm less than ten minutes later.
He sat up, yawned deeply, then started in on his morning routine. Laelaps wanted out and food, not always in that order. He needed to shower and dress and eat. The coffee machine was carefully programmed to finish brewing exactly when he stepped foot into the kitchen.
By 9:30, he was out the door off to start his day. The meeting went as well as could be expected and from there he was busy staring at code for the rest of the day. When he finally took a break, he hoped online to order food. He brought up a few different sites while he waited for the order confirmation to process.
The speech was probably well under way. In fact, it was probably over by now. And it was, but not in the way he'd expected. The headlines were on every site with dozens of articles, each little more than a headline. The news sites had video footage as well. There were little disclaimer above the videos warning the audience of graphic content.
Amadeus's throat went dry. He remembered talking to Xavier years ago, being offered tea. To think that... he swallowed hard and then cursored over the video footage. It buffered for a second then began to play.