It wasn’t uncommon for John to drink just for relief.

However, it was uncommon for him to spend a night in London in an unfamiliar bedroom with someone he had met just the night before, he certainly wasn’t opposed to the self indulgence though. Hedonism wasn’t a crime.

With a soft grunt he had squinted his eyes and shuffled in the bed that wasn’t his, the sweat from last nights passion vanished and yet the feelings for the individual beside him remained as he reached his hand towards them.