A day spent attending lectures, keynote addresses, and panels had not been how Leo had intended to prepare for the upcoming American election. While the networking aspect of the event had been rather fructuous, she had not been as appreciative of the various speakers and their condescending tone. Yes, this election would be important, anyone with a pulse and a radio would have been able to come to that conclusion. Hearing it barked at her from an alarmingly high amount of white men had done nothing to diminish her lacking motivation.
She had left the last keynote of the evening when they had started the question period. Maybe she should have gone upstairs to her room and call it a night, but instead, Leo had gone outside hoping that a bit of fresh air might help wake her up.
The thickly humid Texas air hit her lungs and made her feel as heavy as a cartful of bricks. As she had spent the day inside, Leo was surprised to notice how dark and menacing the sky had become. Hopefully, a bit of rain would fall and would rid them of the intolerable humidity. Looking over her shoulder to make sure no one had followed her she reached into her bag and took out her flask. Surely no one would blame her for a quick swig in this heat.