Wow. How pathetic can I get?
Thumping waves of deep-based music pulsate through the darkness. With it comes soft, feminine cries and moans of pleasure. Hearing them always touches something inside me. No matter how cold and indifferent I try to be, I can’t completely shut down that side of myself. The side that wants to be touched in the same way after a long day. Instead of being greeted by the cold apartment I can barely afford or comforted by my one-day-dream of Rio.
One thing is completely obvious right now. While my world screeches to an instant halt, the people around us continue their deep dive into carnal pleasures completely unaware of my plight.
One look around me and I know I am alone. Like always.
The one named Grey steps away briefly to murmur something to a pass
