Nina was slumped over the table, her head was resting on her arms. The poor woman was lost in deep and exhausted sleep.
There were no other customers there. Only a slight hum of the air conditioner and the waiters who were shooting odd glances at her.
The woman seemed to be from a good family, yet she was sleeping here like she didn't have a bed at home.
There was a gentle, but firm tap on her shoulder that made her startled and she bolted up. Not understanding her surroundings, she looked around and then rubbed her eyes with her fists.
"Nina!" with a confused state of mind, Nina eyed the woman.
"Geena?" Nina mumbled.
A waiter was standing next to Geena who looked worried seeing her boss like this.
"Ma'am. Excuse me," he tried to speak in the politest way possible, "We're about to close the restaurant."