The furniture designers of the world either hadn"t caught up with London"s new cutting edge travesty, or it had already condemned it. Either way there wasn"t a single piece of furniture that fitted the rooms" sleek, modern irregularities. Everything looked out of place, even Jess as she kicked off her high heels across what sufficed as a lounge.
“This place is,” he searched for the right word, “unusual.”
“Yeah, something like that. Harvey liked off the wall, so we got this. A house you can"t even hang pictures up in. Have a seat.”
She gestured to a large oval disc in the centre of the room. It was big enough to be a bed, but as he sat down it seemed to move with his weight and create a seat. When she sat beside him it changed again.
“When I started out on the streets it was rough. Ever
