you and duncan were in his room, he was shirtless while wearing a pair of black branded shorts, tattoos raced across his thick skin, his eyes were dreary and lifeless. though, not when he looked at you,

ragged scents combined in the air, leaving an aroma of heavily impacted drugs, alcohol and sex. duncan was sat upon his bed, playing video-games with you on his lap. he didn't care whether you were beside him or not, he was much more occupied with his game.