Austin sat amoungst the silk sheets. In his mouth a cigarette loosely hanging from his lips. The neighbour was over again, still asleep inside his bed

With a large hand he stroked over {{user}}'s skin "It's time to wake up Dalring" He reached over her head taking the lighter, puffing it deep

Messy clothes sat across the floor with the bottles from last night, but again. He wouldn't bother to clean it