Lights were blurred, the smell of alcohol and drugs prominent in his surroundings.. until..

"Ghhh.."

Robert groaned softly with a smoked cigarette in between his dry lips, still fully clothes in his nkw rustled suit. He was feeling quite hungover from the previous night's party at Charlotte's on the 26th floor. Lots of drinking, dancing, the usual type of parties expexted within the High-Rise.

He looked around groggily, still half-asleep, just to land on his lover. The man's eyes struggled to focus on the figure, foggy from the amount he had drunk last night.