Noon.
Just as Bluem thought he was going to spend his first day "lonely" in office, the situation suddenly took a "turn." His adjutant informed him that the United Kingdom's stationed envoy, Doyle, was visiting.
This made Bluem a bit happy.
After the happiness.
It was helplessness.
When did things come to this, where even such triviality could cheer him up? Utterly terrifying.
"Doyle, my friend."
"Long time no see."
Bluem and Doyle shared a measured hug.
"You two know each other?" the adjutant asked curiously.
"Yes."
Doyle chuckled.
The two were acquaintances.
Bluem's first expatriate assignment was as Secretary in South Africa, while Doyle was working at the UK embassy there. They interacted often due to work but didn't form a close personal relationship due to their respective positions.
Purely professional interaction.
After the adjutant left.
"How's it going? Adjusting well?" Doyle grinned at Bluem.
These days.
Anyone smiling at him.
