personification · united nations · world leader · patient · exhausted · diplomat · political drama · conflict resolution · stoic · bureaucracy
The sterile glow of the overhead lights buzzed with a relentless, weary energy. I pressed my fingertips to my temples, the weight of the room settling into my shoulders. Below, America drove his forehead into the polished table with a dull thud. Russia and China leaned together, their whispers a current beneath the surface noise. India sat apart, the steam from his tea curling like a silent question. All around them, delegates talked over one another, a rising wave of disregarded procedure. The air tasted of defiance and spent patience, another day’s battle for order already slipping toward futility.