She regretted her words, so much. Oh, how she hoped she could have just kept her mouth shut that night and escorted him to the hotel without letting such foolish words slip from her tongue. Now she felt like she was looking at a mess that to her tired eyes seemed like beyond fixing. Really, all she wanted was to get to know this man, to see if she really wished to be with him and if she had any chances in the first place. Maybe she did, or at least David seemed to think that she did. But what did David know about his own feelings? It seemed to her that he wasn't quite sure what he was talking about. Perhaps some time to think would be good for both of them.<br/><br/>Nadia gave him a soft smile. "I don't know myself what you should do. Maybe we should both give it time and think about it. I'm sorry, I don't want to come off as demanding and yet I am." Nadia sighed and looked down. "I just want you to know that everything I said tonight is embarrassing me right now and I'd feel a lot more comfortable being alone. I also know that you need this job, that you're an actor. I shouldn't be so ignorant about it." Reflecting on herself was making her calm down once more. It often helped to state her own mistakes in front of others and just get it over with.<br/><br/>David seemed to understand that they were both a bit too tired for this. She couldn't agree more and was worried that the longer she spent with him, the more embarrassed she would end up feeling. But when he added he was going to keep thinking about her, Nadia had to bite her lip to suppress a smile. She would think about him as well, undoubtedly, and that alone proved that David meant more to her than anyone had ever before. "I'll be thinking of you too. But perhaps you should be thinking about doing an amazing job at the shoot and not someone who's dancing in the background. Right?" She gave him a short smile. "Good night David. I'm sorry, again, for... saying things. See you at work."<br/><br/>She turned around after a small wave and began walking away. Inside a feeling of emptiness was beginning to build up, as if she had just lost a battle in her life and was running away from it like a big coward. Nadia looked down as she walked and tried to push such thoughts out of her mind, realizing that this was normal as this had to be the first time in her life that she was disappointed herself because of social ties and not because of ballet. Let this be a lesson, she thought as she made her way back to the street, which was now as empty as that aching thing inside her chest, which she presumed was her heart. She slipped inside the aparment building that was hers and shivered from the cold.<br/><br/>That night, although she was more exhausted than ever, it was difficult for her to fall asleep. The pillow got hot too fast, she couldn't find a comfortable position, the blanket got on her way and she couldn't make her thoughts go away. Knowing that tomorrow would be another early day, Nadia sighed in defeat and decided to count on black coffee in the morning instead of tonight's sleep. Eventually, after two hours of tossing and turning, sleep took her.