Feeling restless and confined within the walls of the estate, I decide to explore the estate again. My days have begun to wear on me, transforming the once-comforting surroundings into a suffocating prison. In need of a distraction, I head towards the bar and meeting room, hoping to get a drink. Pouring myself a glass of watermelon vodka. While looking for a straw my eyes land on a bag of m*******a gummies. My curiosity grows, I indulge in three of the gummies, the promise of a new experience providing a welcome break from the prison. With my drink in hand, I settle in front of the TV, flicking through channels in search of something to watch. As I lose myself in the flickering light of the screen, Sam comes in to check in and then leaves.
After indulging in one episode of s*x and the
