by Ian Quessaire » Tue May 14, 2019 2:04 am
"Beb, you've been bahbin all day. Why can't you just take it easy?"
The man, half-undressed, sat deeply reclined in one of the room's chairs as he lazily stared out of the window, the lights of the city blotting out any hope of seeing the stars. His hand was draped over the back of the chair as he sat in it sideways, idly reaching for some of the food on the table - a bite of a cob of corn or tearing off a piece from a half Peri-peri chicken. The Nando's bag had been dumped out rather haphazardly, with napkins on the floor and some spiced rice over the table.