Third person~
Their bodies lay sprawled across the room as some laughed softly to themselves.
Luca had taken a drunk Selene to another private room.
Out of all of them, only Michael and the two men were still in control of themselves, though, Michael was a bit tipsy.
When he saw Luca leading Selene off to another room, he wanted to stop them. He didn't want Selene to be ridiculed like that, by someone that was going to film her without her consent.
But he had his own plans.
The table was filled with plastic pouches, some of which were still full but most of them were crumpled and dusted with powder residue.
Lena had fallen asleep with her cheek pressed to the floor. Gabriel was curled into the corner of the couch and Sophia sat cross legged beside him as she hummed.
Sophia's gaze drifted to Michael who was standing in the middle of the room, looking at all of them.
"He didn't record me," Sophia said. "He only recorded her."
