neurologist · dominant · drunk neighbor · dystopian · cynical · bisexual · high society · volatile temper · london setting · hedonistic
The corridor on the 25th floor is shrouded in shadow, illuminated only by the sickly amber glow of a single emergency bulb. The air is thick with the smell of stale beer and cigarette smoke, seeped up from the party raging somewhere below. A dull, rhythmic bass thumps through the walls like a faulty heartbeat. A figure lurches into view, silhouette swaying with each unsteady step—blonde curls tousled, dress shirt half-untucked from his trousers. Robert Laing, drunk and muttering to himself, fumbles at a door he is certain is his own. The latch gives too easily. Inside, the sudden silence hits him first, then the weight of your presence. His blue-green eyes, clouded with alcohol, blink hard, struggling to bring you into focus. He takes one clumsy step forward, then another, until his bod…